The Caveman is a Caveman-

Background story:

It’s the rut. Caveman is a hunter and has rut of the brain, on the brain and a rut for a brain.

Story as told by FTM:

Tookie and I ran errands all day long including going to music class and running to meet and help take care of her brand new 3-day old cousin and Aunt. Caveman spent the entire day hunting and doing things related to hunting.

We returned home to a kind of tired and busy Tookie as Caveman continued doing hunting things.

As I was getting Tookie ready for bed I noticed a strange rash all over her and asked Caveman to call the pediatrician. Naturally, I am worried and am listening carefully to the conversation…only I don’t hear a phone call taking place. I wait and wait and ask and ask without any response.

I finally hear the phone call and ask Caveman to Google for me. I don’t hear any information and am getting nervous.

We get a call back that it is excema related and that she will be fine, except Tookie is BEYOND cranky.

I wrestle her and try to get her to bed…all while calling Caveman to help…my dinner STIL sitting on the table and think that it might be nice for him to take over so I can eat….no response…I go out and find him sleeping on the couch with his mouth wide open…at 8:45 pm….

Story as told by Caveman:

It’s the rut!

I was going to get look it up right after checking my hunting page.

I told you she was fine!

I’m tired. It’s the rut and I was up early. What do you want from me?

 Murphy's Law of the Caveman: If rut is on his brain....rut is on his brain.