Wayne D's Blog

Monday afternoon my wife called me at work to tell me our dog was not her characteristic happy self but instead lackadazical and droopy. This usually happens when she has eaten something. Her nickname is Garbage Hound because she is alway snuffling around trying to find something we have dropped. The suspicion was that she had eaten a part of a Poinsettia leaf because a my youngest son had found one that was wet and only half there on the floor. Princess has already had one trip to the late night vet clinic when she got into some chocolate last Christmas. After some internet research we were reassured that Poinsettia leaves are not acutely toxic but have an irritating sap that cause intestinal upset. The symptoms are drooling, vomiting and diarrhea. She had been drooling already and by the time I made it home she had thrown up on the carpet which seemed to make her feel better. Luckily we were spared the diarrhea and the next morning she was back to normal. When discussing my dog eats stuff story with the bartender at my Tuesday night haunt she told me that her seven pound Yorkie had eaten a whole large Toblerone bar at Christmas with no ill effects.

Tonight I went to our local pool with my Explorer troop. There were many signs asking the men to remove their shoes and boots before entering the change room. Many men did, but many men didn't. The change room floor had more dirt on if than the hallway where I ended up retreating to with my shoes and socks to finish dressing. While we were waiting to enter the pool a couple of men who were coming to pick up their kids after their swimming lessons blithly walked through the change room and the showers right up to the door into the pool without bothering remove their dirty, wet boots. Sigh.