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Thanksgiving Day dilemma: A dog, a car and a bag of groceries
By Gina Spadafori
November 27, 2008
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
While the retrievers went out for a nice long run this morning with my marathoning friends Bob and Laura, Drew and I went to the grocery store for a few last-minute items. Drew is a perfect travel companion, curling up on a back seat the minute the car door is locked, and he loves winter because he get to go a lot when the weather is cool. More than a few stores even welcome him inside, because they know him, he’s relatively small and never sets a paw wrong in any circumstance.
Well … almost any circumstance.
I came out with a bag of groceries, and immediately realized I’d forgotten one very important item: coffee beans.
What to do?
If I put the groceries in the car, Drew would help himself. (Yes, I am busted for not taking his seat-belt harness into the DogCars.com test car I just got yesterday for a week of reviewing, the Maxda CX-9)
If I go home with the groceries and come back, I waste time and gas.
If I skip the coffee until the weekend when I do my big grocery-shopping, I will die of caffeine withdrawal.
Aha! I got it! I left the bag with the nice folks at the service desk in the front of the store, after explaining my dilemma. (They thought it was funny, but they understood.) I then ran backand grabbed the coffee beans, which the folks at the service desk rang up so I wouldn’t have to wait in line again.)
Problem solved, but for a minute there it reminded me of that old word puzzle with the goose, the fox, the bag of corn and getting all three across the river. Fortunately, thanks to the nice folks at the Whole Foods, the dog, the groceries and the coffee beans all made it safely home.
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Happy Thanksgiving to everyone…and all of our furry friends!
Comment by Marcy — November 27, 2008 @ 12:46 pm
Had to share my Thanksgiving story. My dad passed away about 8 years ago, so mom and I usually just make a turkey breast and the fixings and eat while watching food network. (hey, it’s not much of tradition, but it’s ours). Kasey came with me to mom’s this year and she always spoils him something awful! So just before we sat down he got some kibble with a tiny bit of everything Thanksgiving that I thought he could digest.
But he hates eating by himself and he was ::Gasp:: at least 10 feet away and couldn’t see us so he gobbled everything down as fast as he could, and came over to see if he was missing anything.
Well, he apparently ate too fast and he promptly threw up Thanksgiving all over Mom’s carpet right in front of where we were eating. (yum.)
I’m telling my mom not to look and trying to clean it up and apparently I stuck the utensil I used for clean up in with the clean dishes she had already rinsed. ::sigh:: I still love him to pieces, but he’s not getting any more of my gravy.
Comment by Lori — December 1, 2008 @ 8:17 am