My friend, Tara came over for dinner tonight with her kids. Her husband is also out of town so we’re celebrating…I mean…missing our spouses terribly. I attempted to make stew and cookies all afternoon but Eva would just sit at my feet and cry until I picked her up. I would periodically stop to play with her but I was running out of time and soon had no choice but to let her squawk for a bit.
I went about my business and realized quite a while later that Eva was gone and wasn’t making any noise. This is the universal sign of trouble. I heard rustling in the laundry room and found her enjoying a healthy snack of dog kibble.
Her mouth and both fists were jammed full of dog food. I don’t know how long she was eating it, but she sure was mad when I made her stop.
I wonder what Nosy Nancy would have to say about this.
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