Wednesday, September 9, 2009


I interrupt my regularly scheduled post to say...

Life happens.

A well planned evening

turns into stress for all three of us

when the adults do not adequetely communicate

the canine's medicinal administration.

Two pills instead of one,

whisked off to the emergency room,

induction of vomit,

some charcoal in the ol' stomach,

and a few Ben Franklin's later...

we are all home safe and sound.