Devestated......... A little gdg
A friend said I should post this here from my Facebook page.......
I have spent the evening trying to make sense of it all. I can not count the mornings on the way to hunt tests I would stop and get a bag of hostess donettes and a quart of chocolate milk for my breakfast. It was one of my weaknesses, but I departmentalized that weakness to hunt test mornings. I am sure I will survive, but Beamer is going to be devastated! I would always get the bag, thinking that I would save half for Sunday morning. I can literally leave a steak on the coffee table, leave the room and come back and Beamer will not have touched it, but alone in a truck for a few minutes with a bag of chocolate donnettes, and I would come back to a empty bag and Beamer with a guilty look and nervously wagging his tail. Very similar to how he looked when returning with a bird after breaking....... " I know I am not supposed to but it is SOOOOO GOOD! Go ahead and get mad it was worth it! ". Beamer's hunt test career is likely over, and this may be the final nail as I am not sue he would know what to do at a hunt test with out a belly full of hostess chocolate donnettes. Lacy young and inexperienced as she may be will also be effected. The last few tests last summer her and I made solo trips. Surprisingly without Beamer, there were left over donnettes at the end of the trip, and sharing them was becoming our celebratory traveling meal. (Beamer celebrates with cheese burgers). She is young she will recover...... WHY HOSTESS WHY
Please duly note the sarcastic tongue in cheek tone that is in my head, it was like a run on the bank yesterday at the hostess store going after the last of the twinkles when I went by.