Sunday, March 12, 2006

Joseph, Eat your heart out

Here's a fun story. On Friday, I came home to find that my dogs, though I am sure the instigator was Hazel, had found a stash of Sweettart Easter candies that I had forgotten I had left in the magazine holder. The bag to said candies was torn to bits and lying all over the house. The candies themselves were missing. I did however find the remnants of them in a large pile of vomit that was deposited into the dog's bed.

Who ate the candies you ask? Well, thanks to the marvels of modern digestion, the culprit was revealed to me this afternoon on a potty outing. Hazel, the criminal mastermind that she is, forgot that all of that pastel goodness has a funny effect on the nightly deposit. This afternoon, I got my confirmation in the form of what I am sure will become a new musical. Hazel and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamsquirts!

Imagine the possibilities.

That is all,

Newt

1 Ripples in the pond:

Thomas said...

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! But funny! How do you get that much color out of the carpet? Or are you going for the psychodelic 60s look as a follow-up to the 50s diner look you have in the kitchen and dining room?

As a side note, how did that puzzle turn out of Fantasia? Did it take forever?