My pal, The Mac, watched the dogs for us while we were in Toronto.
The A/C was wonky when we were gone, so when we came home, there was a huge puddle of water on our basement floor that the laminate had absorbed quite well (*headdesk*).
I told my pal that it was fine - it wasn't like she did it on purpose, but she continued to feel bad about it. Naturally, as her friend, it was my job to make her feel better.
So I did:
Friendship: it's all about forgiveness.