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November 5, 2010

Greetings...

You may or may not have noticed that my column didn't go out on Wednesday.
It didn't go out because I didn't write one and the reason isn't one
that is either glamorous or exciting...

I came down with food poisoning and found it hard to sit upright at a
computer and more important, had "brain block" because the only thing
I could think of was entering the Guiness World of Records for the
amount of time spent in the bathroom!

The offending food was an item I hadn't eaten in possibly 15 years. For
some reason, a McDonald's Filet-O-fish popped into my head and although
I have no clue why I felt the intense desire to have one, I wanted one
and sent Flyboy to get me one. If I was 20 years younger or had a Uterus,
you might have thought it was a pegnancy craving. I ate it, didn't
particularly enjoy it, and within 90 minutes, I was working on that
bathroom record. I read everything in the magazine bin, took a few
quizzes, and didn't find out anything earth shattering about my
personality. About the only thing I knew ahead of time was the importance
of soft toilet paper...

Oh well, luckily the fish sandwich is a fading memory and probably the
reason why I haven't had one in years. Have you ever had an intense taste
for something out of the ordinary or outside of your usual food preferences?

I've always heard that an intense craving for something is the body's way
of telling you it's lacking in that certain food or vitamin etc. I'm not
so sure because my body told me to reject this particular food!!!

OK, enough of that...

Last night we had a little excitement around here courtesy of Ginger.
We have two laundry baskets filled with all of their toys, chew bones,
stuffed animals etc. One of their animals is a brown and tan rabbit
that is so lifelike, I have actually jumped when I have seen it on the
floor when the poochies get bored carrying it around...

Last night, like every other night, the two of them had their heads in
the baskets pulling out various toys and headed outside. I haven't been
able to teach them to put their toys away or bring in their toys from
outside!

Moosie came in minus her toy followed by Ginger prancing around with her
toy hanging out of her mouth...

She pranced around the kitchen. dining room, living room and then came into
the family room where we were. I glanced at her and saw the rabbit in her
mouth and casually laughed and said to Flyboy...

"Boy, their rabbit sure does look real, I always do a double take."

With that I did a double, double take as did Flyboy and we both yelled,

"IT IS A REAL RABBIT!!!"

Ginger saw our reaction and the race was on through the house, the Rabbit
was not alive and its little legs were dangling which was the tip-off as
to the real vs stuffed argument...

Since you cannot catch a Great Dane on a mission of avoidance and their
ears automatically scramble the words, "drop it", you have to immediately
go to plan B, which is...

"Want a chicken strip"? (Doggy chicken jerky treats)...Moosie was already
in the kitchen waiting and Ginger decided nothing is better than her
chicken strips...

She came back, dropped the rabbit at my feet, took her chicken and left...

Flyboy grabbed plastic gloves, picked it up and disposed of it. There was
one little drop of blood on the floor, nowhere else. Not on the floors,
carpets, Ginger's mouth or on the patio, which makes me wonder...

For four years, Ginger and Moose have tried and tried to catch a Rabbit
and bless their hearts, have looked more like the Keystone Cops rather
than hunters...

I'm wondering if they used another tactic...

Moose scared it, the poor thing had a heart attack, and Ginger decided to
take the credit for being the fearless hunter...

She kept trying to give me kisses all night and even though I wiped her
face and gave her a doggy breath mint, I decided to pass on the lovin'
for the night...

Yeah, I know, dogs lick their butts all the time...

:-)

Have a great weekend everyone!