Sunday, February 08, 2009

It's 10:30 in the morning on a Sunday. So far today I have done the following:
  • Brewed and enjoyed one of the best cups of coffee I have ever had - sadly, I did not measure and will probably never be able to repeat it.
  • Walked the dogs for 20 minutes.
  • Walked myself for 4 miles.
  • Made homemade whole wheat pizza dough.
  • Created a huge 300 calorie, 4 grams of fat, delicious pizza.
  • Enjoyed my pizza while sitting on my deck with the Fluffies.
I feel very Martha Stewart. I also know this is not going to last. Still, it's very nice being so productive. Now, I'm going to be honest.

I'm going take a nap. Or at least try to take one. I don't nap much anymore. But doesn't it sound lovely? If only I could order up a nice rainstorm!

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Fluffies and Chocolate

It's official - chocolate makes dogs hyper. Seriously.

I went to pick up a rental car today and had a late lunch with a friend. When I got back about 2 hours later I opened the door to my kitchen where the Fluffies were restricted. Paper littered the floor. They both looked guilty as hell.

"What the...." I muttered as I pulled an empty Lindt Truffle box from one of their beds. A friend gave me the chocolates a few days ago for a belated birthday present. I was actually trying to be good, so I didn't eat them all the first night. I'd been eating one or two a day. The box was on my kitchen table. The Fluffies have learned to push the chairs out and climb on top of the table. I try not to leave any food, but sometimes I forget.

So now I have two small dogs who have eaten possibly 4-8 truffles. I call the vet to see if I should try and make them reject their stomachs. She warns there may be diarrhea and vomiting, but they will more than likely be ok since it was milk chocolate. So far, so good in the stomach and bowels. There is one issue that has surfaced.

Chocolate makes the Fluffies hyper. I'm not kidding. They have been literally flying around the apartment. They are jumping from couch to chair to floor, on top of each other, underneath each other, under furniture - it's exhausting to watch! They aren't getting supper tonight. I'm not sure if that has sunk in yet. (I'm equally unsure if I'll keep that vow.)

While I am somewhat glad the chocolate is gone as I had no business eating it - this isn't the preferred way to get rid of them. I'm just hoping and praying that we all make it through the night!