With the exception of the dim sum feast, Ive been eating clean organic and raw for days...this is my dinner last night. My sisters salad of fennel bulb with Nicky's wild picked mushrooms.
Today I ate a panko fish filet....and chocolate...and am sitting here considering taking a bath in a bottle of sparkling wine. Woe is me.
One of my reasons to be sad is Buck. Still suffering on his skin from either fleas or the sprouted bread incident. And I ran out of food for him that I brought from Houston. So yesterday we took a winding walk down to the Fillmore pet store. I met the owner in the park a bit back and we walked out of the park talking about my situation and Richard. When I tell Richard about it, he says hes good buddies with her, and that Polo's picture is in the window there. He has asked me since if i have gone to see her, and , being broke and out of food, I decided to see if she maybe had samples of a real raw diet. She did. Tuns out if Buck wanted to do a raw diet he'd have to eat 48 of these little things a day... yeah...not unless I win the lottery. But when I get there she recognizes both me and Buck and says oh I remember you! How is your friend doing? I said you aren't going to believe this but its my uncle and my uncle is Polo's dad, and Polo is the cat that you have a picture of...then she interrupts me and says SHIT, RICHARD!
She tells me a funny story of the first time she met Richard, she had just recently purchased the store from the previous owner. She had to leave in the afternoon and came back and Richard is standing outside the door. Says You've left me standing here waiting for you for 15 minutes and I spend upwards of $200 a month in here yammer yammer yammer... funny thing is I can HEAR his voice saying all of this. that was the beginning of their relationship. He says he hasn't seen in her in a long while because it depresses him. I explained why...we did our thing which included more poop bags for the king of poop, and she said to be sure to let him know that she has two cats of her own in the store now who are great mouse hunters.
Good times.
So despite the fact that I could probably visit every pet store in the neighborhood for a free sample to feed my dog, today we went to Pet Food Express. Its just down the road, and has his normal food which she does not carry. They also have a self service dog wash which is like a car wash. Put your token in and get 25 minutes. Turn the dial to warm water, several flavors of shampoo, and the dryer. Crazy. Soap comes out with the water just like a self serve car wash.
Well the food is almost $15 more than I pay in Houston, the flea treatments they only sell in 4 or 6 packs for $70-$100....I cant afford that right now...so we stuck with a bath and food. Woe is me.
They have a vet on Saturdays for an hour and a half they said could give me a single...I may just walk down to Richards vet tomorrow instead and see if I can buy a single without an exam fee.
Poor guy behind me had a toddler in a shopping cart and two dogs he was bathing and somehow he miraculously pulled it off without any bloodshed.
Richard's hair is certifiably hippy. I tried to get him set up for a haircut and he said no, no no! then tried again when we were at the VA - they have a barber - he said no Ive used her before she is horrible. Not sure who the fashion party is for, but it just keeps growing. Its got this flip up in the back going on now.
Anyway...I forgot to post this picture the other day. This is his scar.
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