Bacon. Just the mention of the word bacon starts my mouth to watering. I love my bacon by itself, on a burger, with eggs, on turkey sandwich, with tomatoes, bacon is life. Obviously this little fellow shares the common bond I share with bacon, he loves it. I think he believes a house without bacon is a house not worthy of living in. I think every parent has lived through this episode at least once. Not necessarily the bacon issue but the kid running away forever. When I was a boy I ran away when I was six. Actually I just hid behind the sofa for about an hour. Actually I fell asleep behind the sofa and wasn't missed at all. That's how I've lived my life ever since, not really being noticed or missed by anyone in particular.