Yesterday was the most dreaded day of the quarter for my two dogs – wash day. I say quarter because Nikki and I are both incredibly lazy when it comes to washing the dogs so we avoid it as long as possible. Since it was doggie wash day we decided to eat baked potatoes for a quick and easy dinner. Unfortunately this is the only picture I have to show you because I forgot to take a picture of them unwrapped. You’d think I was going for something artsy since the front one is partially unwrapped, but really I just said “screw it” after I burned my finger trying to unwrap it.
While the potatoes were baking I took Gawain out to play frisbee. He is a lot more manageable in the tub after he has had some exercise. While Gawain was retrieving the frisbee and I was reading Hunger Games on my truck’s tailgate, the fifth member of our family jumped up to pay a visit. I realized I forgot to tell you guys about Pippin, our outside cat. He is by far my favorite furry family member because he requires almost zero maintenance. We set him up a nice bed and a kitty door in the shed and he comes and goes as he pleases. We put food out for him, but occasionally he’ll bring us a front porch gift of a frog, a mole, a bird and one time a squirrel. It upset me to see the dead squirrel, but I was also proud of Pippin’s hunting prowess. I taught him absolutely nothing he knows. In this picture he is warily eyeing Gawain who, upon first sign of Pippin, will chase him mercilessly. It really fulfills the stereotype. To brag on him again, Pippin is wily enough to lead Gawain to situations he can’t escape. Like the time he slid under our neighbor’s barbed wire fence and Gawain ran into it full speed. That resulted in the yelping fit of the century.
After frisbee time we proceeded to the nail cutting portion of the evening. I really wish I could get a picture that does this justice. This is the best I shot. Basically, Nikki has to straddle Gawain while I try to (quickly) cut his nails. He absolutely hates this, and has ever since he was a puppy. We don’t know why, he just does not dig it. He really doesn’t even let us touch his paws without growling. I hope Nikki doesn’t mind me telling this: one time he got so upset while we were doing it that he peed on her. We have tried everything to calm him down, but it doesn’t work. Alas, his nails must be cut. Does anyone have any expertise in this area they can share? I hate to see him so upset, but he could have problems with his paws if we let his nails grow too long.
After his mani-pedi Gawain got the fancy oatmeal shampoo treatment that led to this gratuitously cute photo:I wanted to have juice for breakfast this morning so I went ahead and juiced everything last night then stored it in a Nalgene bottle in the refrigerator until this morning. I thought it was really crazy how the different juices separated in the bottle. I am sure there is some science to that. I wondered if I might be losing some nutritional benefit by refrigerating it overnight. Does anyone know? I really don’t have time in the mornings to juice everything and I can’t juice for lunch (because I am at work) or supper (because that is the only meal Nikki and I share). Any suggestions?