Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Normally I am a very responsible person-I remember things, I follow through on things, I plan on things. Today I got a taste of what's it like to be like people I may or may not be related to...I was a space case! Lolo came to me around 2:30 laughing and says, "Mom! Belle is still in her kennel." She immediately starts giggling and acting like a spaz-apple does not fall far from the tree, people. I run downstairs and sure enough, my beautiful Lab is still in her crate. She had been in there since about 10pm last night! Usually, I take her out around 7:30 every morning and put her in her outside kennel and feed her. I completely forgot! She was so good-no accidents, no whimpering, NOTHING! She went outside with her tail-a-waggin and that was that. She deserved a hot dog for my stupidity-the real kind, BEEF, not the yucky fake ones I give to my kids. :) Seriously, I blame my mother's family for that snafu. It's genetic-my mom once put milk in the cupboard and I laughed. Boy, karma sucks.