Last evening Zoie’s oxygen tube tore and as soon as the oxygen didn’t flow normally, she pulled the thing out of her nose. If it doesn’t work then get rid of it. So Daddy deals with it.
Since the tube in the back was torn, the only thing to do was go home and fix it. She reappeared at the Pinecraft Park a bit later, to help feed the squirrels. She begged without words to let her have my bike for a spin. But I pretended not to know what she wants.