When I posted the things I love yesterday, I left out the most important.
|Best. Pizza. Ever.|
|margaritas and dip at Cafe Ole' in Tulsa|
|a warm Moose|
|These are a series of 3, funny boys (acting dignified)|
|blech! yucky flowers taste bad (little one is not amused)|
|Taco Bueno and all 5 of us together|
Coincidentally, things I do not love also made a comeback today.
It has rained the last 3 nights complete with thunder and all things noisy.
The last thought in my mind last night was "I should give Molly Moo a Benadryl so she can chill her skillet" and then promptly fell asleep.
I walked out into the hall this morning to a fantastic display of what I can only describe as liquid poo.
It started right outside my doors and drip-drip-dropped all the way to the little one's door.
I went downstairs wondering who the evil culprit was and settled into the computer to read blogs and enjoy my coffee, hoping the little one would not come out of his room and trot (ha!) to his bathroom without first looking down, and putting off the inevitable.
As I sipped my java, I noticed a scent, an odor, a stench if you will, by my feet where at any given time, at least 2 dogs lay.
After a bit of sniffing around and tail lifting (shut UP, I wanted to know) I found the source.
Under her fluffy tail was a grand mess. You do not want to know.
I called the doggie spa and begged for an appt. (they love us, no, really, they DO!) and she got us right in.
I had time to shampoo the carpets before I took her in.
I stopped at the store to get stuff for pasta salad (we are having our Easter feast tonight) and a venti iced black tea at S Bucks before my cell rang and it was the salon telling me Molly was ready and by the way, she has had 4 baths because she has explosive diarrhea. (the storm mixed with her lack of wanting to go outside to do her business did a number on her colon) I paid the salon extra for their trouble although they said it wasn't a big deal. Right.
A call to the vet, a blanket in the car, a trip home that was silent in prayer and many hours later, I have a sleeping pup (Immodium, Benadryl and lots of water) delicious pasta salad, a load of blankets in the wash, and a shower in my near future.