But, as chance has it, my neighbor came knocking on my door with a request and I was busy for quite a while.
And then I came home to this:
Excuse the blue tone - the lighting in the photo came out all wonky so I tried fixing it in Lightroom - clearly a failed attempt.
But do you note the expression in that face? The feeling of, "I have done everything for you but my tummy still aches - could you take a minute and do something about it?"
But this was not an actual plea for help. This was Abby's way of getting Connor to leave his rawhide.
While I was getting the tummy medicine, Abby swooped in and grabbed the prized piece of cow hide and settled down on the couch to munch away in a state of bliss.
Clever girl! In a totally annoying and frustrating kind of way.
Connor looked devastated in a sweet 'I really thought her stomach was upset' kind of way. So he got a big piece of smoked salmon.
Abby was not pleased with this turn of events.
And, yes, Abby got a piece of salmon but a much smaller one.
She was still not happy. She would have traded that rawhide for a big piece of salmon in a heartbeat. Lesson learned.
Oh, and to make it food related - another picture of my failed scalloped potatoes which I will be remaking tomorrow.
