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November 1, 2007
Wild Dog
This morning when my alarm went off it was dark and I could hear the rain beating against the house. And I just knew it was cold out there. So I did the only thing reasonable for this situation. I turned my alarm off and promptly went back to sleep!
Of course I had the luxery to do this only because I had the day off work. Otherwise it would have been up and out the door.
I eventually got up and to the pool by 8 am. Not too bad. And first on the schedule was a short and sweet 2000 yd swim. Only 2000 yds felt like a dream! Done with that and onto my 35 minute pool run. My hamstring is feeling better after Tuesday's harder running but I didn't want to push my luck again today by running on it. Especially given the fact that I want to do tomorrow's run - 60 minutes easy.
Once home from the pool it was still raining but I knew it was supposed to stop soon so I waited it out before heading out on my last long(ish) ride of 2:30. Around 10:30 it cleared up and by 10:40 it was a bright, beautiful fall day! A little on the chilly side but I wore my heavier cycling jacket so I was okay.
This Thursday's ride was the opposite of last Thursday - headwind on the way out but very nice tailwind on the way home. Of course I much preferred it this way because I could enjoy the tailwind knowing I wasn't going to have to turn around again into the nasty headwind. It's been so windy this fall. What's up with that?
Regardless, I returned home to find that Roxy had managed to snag the (tightly tied) bag of left-over Halloween candy. I just don't know how she does it. It was high and up on the table but I should have known, nothing stops that dog. I estimate that she ate 1 Hershey bar (mini) and 3-4 Reese's peanut butter cups.
Of course I know chocolate is not good for dogs and they can get very sick from it. I feel like such a bad parent! But in our defense she is like Houdini - if it's somewhere in the house she will find it and she will eat it!
She's done this before (eaten a whole boat-load of chocolate that is) and was absolutely fine. I sometimes wonder if she's even a dog. All the things she supposed to get sick from, she doesn't. Well, except for the barfed up bird the other week...
Regardless, she apparently didn't get her fill because about 90 minutes later she ate one of my socks. Seriously.
And now, I kid you not, she is absolutely wild. Wilder than usual. Which, if you know Roxy, is really, really, really wild. Fortunately O just took her for a car ride so I have some time to think without a dog in my face. And to think - I want another one! :)
Posted by beth at November 1, 2007 4:36 PM
Comments
It's funny that you take Roxy for car rides to calm her down. Practicing for having the real life crying child that won't sleep? ;)
Posted by: Meghan at November 1, 2007 10:09 PM
What do you do for a living? You have so many days off! I need to change careers... :)
Posted by: Bri Gaal at November 2, 2007 11:30 AM