Not one way or the other....

Hi G-Fans!

Well, nothing ever seems to be all one way or the other....

It was a gloriously sunny day, some breezes and blue skies.

A great start to the concierge's work-away-from-home work week, not that she gets much of an opportunity to taste it to any great extent.  But, even a nibble is better than nothing....

Lo and behold, she was home before dinner time!  And although she was happy to be home for a good forest walk, it was because so many people had issues in getting to their appointed times....

So, mixed blessing.  Not one or the other.  Not good, not bad....  

As Harry's concierge hates to hear, 

"It is what it is"...

So, we had a long forest walk that was full of mysterious delights.  Oh the smells that made our noses twitch!!  And our leashes strained and the caused the concierge to tell us to knock it off and to stop pulling....

The downside was that we didn't get home until way after supper time.

That made my stomach queasy.  I wasn't very interested in dinner.

The concierge knew before dinner was even served that I was on a hunger strike path.

She unceremoniously and without permission shoved antacid liquid into my mouth.

And not just a little bit either!

But, I still found dinner to be unappealing.

I decided I would eat the egg she prepared for me and then the whole house passed out.  Pins could be dropped and they would have sounded like a flute clattering to the ground....

The concierge offered the dinner to me again, and I still found it unacceptable.

So, I waited until last outs and cookie time.

I ate as many cookies as I could.

I was over my strike..... 

So, may cookies save the day when you are down for the count.....

TTFN!

-G