Remember yesterday when Lulu performed three adverbs and two verbs on my rock star brother's noun?
Well today she performed one verb on THREE nouns.
That's right, she upchucked not one, not two, but THREE socks.
Only one of them belonged to my rock star brother, the other two belonged to my daughter.
As if that isn't bad enough I had to back Lulu away from the scene with a tennis racket to keep her from eating them all over again.
Who binges and purges three socks a day? And then begins binging again?
Self-sustaining, self-reliant dogs, who are globally concious and environmentally aware, that's who.
At least she recycles, that's alls I'm sayin'.
Guess what she did immediately after she upchucked?
She went to her food dish and ate all of her dry dog food. AND her wet dog food too.
Told ya she was puuuurfect.
So here's the million dollar question: do you wash and return regurgitated socks or do you replace them?
In other words, how much do I care about recycling?
Inquiring minds want to know. (Inquiring minds on a budget.)
While I'm waiting, guess who called me to do lunch yesterday?
I am the first blogger Nevada has ever done lunch with. Woohooo! (And believe you me, she was edgy about the whole blind-blog date thing. She even sent me a text before hand to clarify that I wasn't a serial killer. And an email afterwards to thank me for not being a serial killer.)
Such a silly goose.
We had the best time ever eating paninis and diagnosing each others neurosis. If we hadn't been sitting by the bathrooms it would have been the coolest place on earth to confront our issues!
See what I mean?
For those of you who don't know, Nevada is an incredible photographer, so she agreed to teach me a few tricks.
How cool am I?
Soooooooooo, what do you think about the socks? Reduce, reuse, recycle or replace?