Beef in bourbon sauce, mashed potatoes, carrots & broccoli, peach cobbler. All courtesy of Healthy Choice. That was my dinner Tues evening. Well, it was supposed to be my dinner Tues evening. The fun part was I was eating it in the family room and watching a rerun of one of my favorite shows, Bones. And then the inevitable happened…the plastic tray tumbled off my lap in slow motion towards the white berber carpet and an eagerly awaiting EmmaLou.
EmmaLou likes beef in bourbon sauce, mashed pottoes, carrots & broccoli, and peach cobbler. She cleaned it all up rather nicely leaving just a slight stain which her new best friend Resolve managed to get out, thankfully.
Since I’ve started to feel just a tad bit better lately, EmmaLou has become once again the cheeky monkey she was in the past. She’s counter surfing again. The other night she ate part of the little plastic thingies you tie around the loaf of bread to keep the bread fresh. Fortunately I caught her before she actually ate the loaf of bread which was the next course I’m almost positive.
She’s doing something new lately; scratching at the carpeting before she lays down; almost as if she’s trying to make a nest or a bed. It’s very annoying, not to mention what it’s doing to the berber carpeting in the family room. I caught her doing the same thing in a corner of the dining room and again behind my wingback chair in the master bedroom. And then as mysteriously as the behavior started, it stopped. That’s never a good sign with EmmaLou.
She likes to wander the house at night now that we no longer keep her in her crate. Sometimes she hops up on our bed and sleeps down in the far corner (thankfully not on top of my feet). Sometimes she sleeps by the bed or partially under the bed. I hear her wander during the night. She likes to sleep at the top of the stairs because she can see through the window at the front door and bark at anything outside — of course she waits until about 3 a.m. to alert me to the fact there is a rabbit in the front yard.
The past few nights I haven’t found her. Again, that’s not good. This morning for some reason I used the guest bathroom upstairs – a bathroom which is carpeted and which also has an area rug over the carpeting. Much to my surprise the very nice area rug is virtually shredded — guess where EmmaLou has been sleeping and making her little scratchy bed? Yup – my nice guest bath. Yet another door I need to remember to shut.