Here we go big goals, here we go!
* Clap, clap*
Repeat as many times as is needed for the next year.
When making reservations to board Roscoe the Wonder Dog while we were out of town last week, the kind gentleman who runs the place brought up an interesting question.
“How often does he eat and how much?”
I feel like I’m supposed to reply with exactly what’s written on the dog food bag, “one cup twice a day”, but then I got to thinking, he might just starve on that kind of diet.
So instead, my inner monologue said this…
Roscoe eats a bowl full of his no grain high priced dog food in the morning a little while after the girls run in screaming “Roscoe’s awake” and he stretches and wags, says Good Morning then lays for another 20 minutes in my favorite chair.
Then he eats usually a full piece of toast thats be thrown directly at him.
Next he will eat any cereal or eggs that are on the floor and lick any and all yogurt off of any children’s tiny hands.
For lunch he likes grapes, carrots, bananas and cheese that Hazel was trying to eat at the kids table. He may also choose to drink from the bottle she has thrown to the ground or from any juice boxes that he can find.
Snack time is much the same at Lunchtime, he very much like raisins still in the tiny box, goldfish crackers, muffins or string cheese ( the plastic wrap being optional).
For Dinner, Roscoe will comfortably eat most any vegetable that is thrown at me, Daddy, or even himself. After this course he again will eat a full bowl of high priced no grain dog food.
For a before bedtime snack he likes cookies. Animal crackers and Oreos are his favorites, he doesn’t seem to have any natural aversion to chocolate.
Since, little hands have a penchant for dumping out his water dish he is very comfortable and skilled at drinking out of a toilet bowl and leaving lots of water on the floor.
Quickly though, before my inner monologue could spew truth and embarrassment all over the kind gentleman on the phone I simply said “yes, a bowl full twice a day will be fine”
When I picked up Roscoe the Wonder Dog yesterday, I was glad to see that he had not in fact starved to death, he’d simply lost some weight….
Nobody tell my Vet…Or my breeder, for that matter, Downs Lake Kennels.
A conversation about ice with a 2 1/2 year old
Georgia do you want ice water?
No. Yes. Just water.
Ok, so no ice?
Ok. No ice.
(filling up orange cup with water)
I’m putting water in your cup. You asked for just water.
No, Mommy. No ice.
So you want ice?
So no ice.
No. and she starts to cry
So, water with no ice in your orange cup.
Here is your water with no ice in your orange cup.
Thanks Mommy. Then she goes about her usual business of bossing around her little sister.
Motherhood can be so confusing…