Ashes to Ashes, Dirt to Dirt

Sigh! Had a migraine this morning. I felt it coming on last night, probably because I only had one cup of coffee. Took advil and went to bed on time. Jessica woke me at 3 a.m. She was so Happy!! Cooing and moving around. She was so excited when I tried to tuck her back in and turn on her Harry Potter CD. No luck--she did not go back to sleep and my nagging headache kept me tossing and turning. Then I would get up, tuck her in, and go back to tossing & turning again.

So, weary and in pain, I got up to pack lunches and get the girls out the door. Thank God for husbands!! Joe pitched in, finished lunches, finished meds, all while I hung my head over the sink and lamented the fact that I had taken advil on an empty stomach!! Once everyone was gone, I contemplated going back to bed, since I could only see out of one eye. But Oliver needed tending. First I heard the gnawing sound I have come to dread! There he was, chewing up the bottom of my rocking chair again--underneath where Joe had anointed it with insanity sauce!! Did I say this dog was unintelligent--NOT! So I shooed him outide, but left the door open. Hoping that the nausea had subsided, I got up to eat some oatmeal and Low and Behold--there stands my dog, with Ashes dripping from his jowls. He had been eating the ashes which had fallen in the catchplate under the grill. I gagged!! He lumbered over, opened his mouth and then I saw the dark, hummus like dirt embedded in tongue and teeth. I ran for the bathroom!!

Why, why, why??? I guess ash washes out the flavor of dirt. Who knew?? I made the decision and drove to PetCo--please give me the bitter stuff to spray on my house.....