As I have multiple days off in a row, apparently thanks to god having a kid and all, I decided to change my living room furniture around. I have a small living room and there are really on two ways that I can set it up. I would have more options, but of the 5 electrical outlets in the room, only one works, so yes, I am rather limited. So, I went to living room arrangement B and it felt brand new as it’s been about 6 months since I last saw it. Living room arrangement B has Maggi & Naysa’s big comfy chair about 2 feet closer to where the room goes from carpet to tile (in case you had missed the subtle segue from living to dining.) The table has always been the “dog safe” zone, being that all 25lbs of Maggi has been unsuccessful in her multiple attempts to jump the required 4 & half feet horizontal to the forbidden snack mecca. You see where this is going don’t you? In the 20 minutes that it took me to run to the store, Maggi bounced with ease from footstool to chair to table top and proceeded to chow down half a small bowl of Thai chili chips, half a bowl of mixed nuts (the deluxe ones, no shitty peanut filler, all good stuff) and yes, the chocolates. Ferraro Roche & Lindor truffles to be exact.

There was a frantic call to the vet for the weight/amount consumed ratio and we now cut to present time, glossing over the salt, the vomiting and the panic stricken me calling Steve for the exact chocolate count and here I sit, wine in hand, and snoring dog curled beside me.

I knew all was well when she untucked her tail, wiped off the sad good look and begged for some of the left over turkey with the intensity of a half starved dingo.