HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY

Rough night. Friends of ours – a couple from Chicago – were visiting and dropped by to leave their bags while we went to dinner. It’s Valentine’s Day and so a large amount of chocolate was brought and left in a bag on the floor. We have a beagle. You can fill in the rest. When we got back, there were wrappers all over the apartment, beautiful Godiva boxes ripped open, small little brown paper cups strewn on the bed. Major score for the beagle. But horrifyingly dangerous. The beagle – she’s called Dusty – was cowering and looking really, really guilty. Animal hospital? I took her out, got some emissions, gave her huge amounts of water and hoped for the best. A little while later, the puking began. Chocolate doggy-puke. Projectile vomited all over the place – couch, chairs, etc etc. I was relieved, actually. Probably saved Dusty’s life. But we were up all night. So if I’m a bit cranky today, give me a pass.