Saturday, March 19, 2011

Armchair Confessional- Yogurt and Dog Edition

Wow, it’s been a long time since I did an Armchair Confessional!  For any of you new to the blog, I have been known from time to time to get brutally honest about my homemaking foibles, and when I do they make it to the blog under this Confessions category.  If you’re interested in seeing more of my blunders, you can check them out here.

I was feeding Birdie girl her breakfast of yogurt and fruit puree the other morning, and as I was attempting to refill her dish, I dropped the large container of yogurt and ended up splattering about 1/5 of the contents all over my table top.  After I suppressed a curse word or two, I remembered that theres no sense in crying (or cursing) over spilt yogurt.

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A confession within a confession: the older I get, the more I hate waste. The more organic and local and seasonal we eat, I hate waste more.  The more I try to recycle what I can, compost what I can, and reduce packaging, I hate waste even morer (yes, I said morER). 

So with this in mind, I looked at my spilled yogurt and a light went on: when I drop food bits on the floor I call Stuey Dog, our little Hoover with a pulse.  So why limit his clean-up capabilities to the ground level?  Stuart was about to move on up.

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So… as you can see yes I did allow my Maltese to lick up the yogurt off my table top.  We can’t get the poor dog to put on any weight, so hopefully the full-fat dairy product will do him some good.  And it made a bit less for me to clean up, and a bit less of a frustration in my brain over waste.  I was happy.

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And so was Birdie girl- she enjoyed the show.



And what did I do the very next morning?  Put Bird’s yogurt dish in arm’s reach of her, turned my back to get something, and got myself this new mess to clean up:

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I’m not a quick learner, am I?

1 comment:

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