Wednesday, March 9, 2011

ain't nothin' like the real thing, baby

There were some things about today that were friggin' awesome, and some other things that weren't. Both the lamb curry and the caramel sauce were awesome, but Aggie (the dog) having what I believe Bill Cosby calls "a conniption" was not awesome. When John and I took her out for her evening deuce she was a total kookoopants and would not settle down, so I had to sit out there for a coon's age waiting for her to reach a calm, submissive state that I could reward with attention. She poops three times a day, which seems weird, because she only gets 1 1/2 cups of food a day, and each of the poop piles is easily two cups in volume. Is this a law of physics that is being circumvented?

Aside from the out-of-body experience and the perplexing input/output discrepancies, Agatha is a good dog, and we took her to the park today while Grant was at orchestra. She had a great time sniffing all the bark pieces in the playground, saturated as they are with the smells of dog waste from days of yore.

Another great thing about today was that our tub got refinished (just the inside--I did the outside myself) and it looks brand new. I am elated. Willa climbed in the guy's primer and he very nicely sponged it out of her pants and told me I'd better go wash them now, before the cleaner he used (acetone?) got on her skin.