Hi G-Fans!
Here I sit... waiting. Always waiting!
The concierge came home at lunch which was nice, but aside from cookies, that was about all we got from it.
Then she came home long enough to make some dinner, grab Stufflebeam and off she went. Now, she and I did not have our usual heart-to-heart, so she did not share where she was off to, but Harry’s concierge came to check on us a couple of times and I heard her mention that Stufflebeam was being brought to the Vet again. Even though the concierge made dinner, she left without eating it. I recognize that.
I also was willing to help out with the spaghetti and meatballs, you know, for the cause. I didn’t think she would want to have to deal with cleaning it up or putting it away at midnight when she gets back with Stuffles.
Oh well, Harry’s concierge put it all away, so it is no longer an option.
I wish I could open that refrigerator up! What a coup that would be!
The concierge knew a beagle who was so good at opening up cabinets and refrigerators that his concierges had to put special locks on anything within and out of reach....!
Apparently this beagle also ate S.O.S. pads because the kitchen sink cabinet didn’t get thoroughly locked. That was a mess! But, I sympathize with the Beagle. Sometimes you just have to do the naughty thing even when it doesn’t taste very good (i.e. sink sponges and plastic whatnot).
So, a walk seems to be out of the question for tonight.
Bugger.
Well, may you only gnaw on things that nourish you and your well-being.
TTFN!
-G
P.S. - When she got back with Stufflebeam she wasn't very happy, so now I have to not be aloof and meet her where she is... I hate it when that happens.... I have to be solicitous.... ugh! The sacrifices I make!



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