E(mesis) Pluribus Unum

Or…Whatever you want to do you have to do something else first.

One from the many–interruptions, distractions, diversions and alteration of so-called plans.

Source: various. But largely and lately, Scout the dog.

Moral: do not take on a year old dog as a new member of your household unless you are prepared to be interrupted at every turn.

  • No, you cannot chew up another roll of toilet paper.
  • My razor is not a chew toy.
  • HEY! It’s just an inch-long millipede that somehow crossed the threshold, not a pit viper for goodness sake!
  • And no my slippers are not imaginary rabbits for you to chase.

And this morning, the emesis—full of freshly-munched grass; and also the expensive Interceptor pill he had just taken with a smidge of peanut butter. Oy.

And we just passed the One Month mark with the boy.

And if you’ve read this far and bothered to look at the image and are at all nature-aware, you may have noticed the picture is NOT of dog puke at all. So WHAT IS IT?  [Answered as a comment to this post on facebook later today. ]