Tuesday, August 21, 2012

The Tiny Heartbreak of a Full, Open Jar of Peanut Butter

If you had told me at any time over the past 13 years that a jar of peanut butter could break my heart a little, I'd have said you were crazy.  Remember this post?   http://thecolloquialtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/gretas-weird-eating-habits.html
She has, I must say, one heck of a  great gray beard.
We have become so accustom to putting food up here that it is just automatic. 

Until today. 

At 7:09pm, while eating my dinner of salad and triscuits and peanut butter (don't judge), I got a wild hair to go to the beach and read and watch the sunset.  I dashed into the kitchen, put everything away (I thought), and headed off.  When I got back at 8, I was stunned to see that almost full jar of peanut butter, still sitting precariously perched near the edge of the counter, open.  OPEN.  ON THE COUNTER.  WITHIN REACH OF THE EDGE. And I instinctively started looking around to see where the rest of the peanut butter was.  Which cabinets and furniture had peanut butter smeared all over them.  How bad the beard/ leg fur damage was going to be. 

Then it dawned on me.  There was actually an almost full, open jar of peanut butter on the counter.  And it was Undisturbed. 

And my heart broke, just a little. 

My baby girl. My high-maintenance, always-in-to-something, can't-take-your-eyes-off-her-because-she-is-totally-untrustworthy, girl, didn't touch it. I don't know if she just slept through me being gone, or if her smeller isn't working well, or if those old hips just wouldn't allow her to counter-surf, but I'm just sitting here bawling like a baby.  It's a sad thing, isn't it?  When your furry kids start really slowing down?

So now, I think I'll go hug on her and give her a dog biscuit.  Slathered, of course, with peanut butter. 

Friday, August 10, 2012

I've always loved the gymnastics

This is pretty cool.  I'd like to see some of these graceful moves make a comeback. 


Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Ozzie says Good Morning!

My friend Lauren's rescued whoknowswhatschnauzer after a long walk in the NOLA heat.  Such a happy little guy!!