Fall is my favorite time of year. Although this is only the second Fall I've ever experienced, the tasty treats seem to abound like a plentiful harvest. In this blog I have some recommendations that also come with some warnings. Although Autumn is typically connected with a sense of eating in excess, please eat responsibly.
This fall my masters decorated the inside of the house with food! They placed gourds all over the house and some were within snacking distance from me. I thought it was very nice of them to consider leaving me with some of their most beautiful gourds an easy distance from the couch -yes, I did have to climb on the couch, then on the counter and around the cake plate to get to it, but with such beautiful curved stems, I was able to reach them with very little effort. I know Brenda was especially happy about the stems of these pumpkins - they were long and spiraled and looked like a fairytale. I happily enjoyed snacking on said fairytale stems, but the piece de resistance was definitely the knobby green one. I ate that from top to bottom, nearly all the way through. When Brenda and Nathan got home they seemed distressed about this and took the small remains away from me. I suppose they wanted to share it together and I hadn't waited, but who could resist such strange delicacies?
Later, on our walk, I started to feel the effects of my gluttony and, without going into detail, let me tell you it was three bags of unpleasant. So here is my advice: enjoy Fall favorites, but remember moderation.
Another warning: don't eat treats that come in small, cylindrical bottles or your masters will flip out. You see, Brenda was not feeling well; coughing daily and having trouble breathing. It was tough to see her like that and know that all I could do was sit by her side and make sure she was comfortable. Sometimes I felt like I needed to sit on her just to keep her warm - I'm still her puppy despite my 60 pounds. The good thing was she was home so I was able to protect her and make sure she was ok. I noticed that she frequently was taking treats from a small bottle. They smelled delicious, but she kept telling me "leave it" like she does when she has something I want and selfishly doesn't feel like sharing.
I decided one morning that I needed to know what she was eating, if only for her safety, so I grabbed the bottle with my teeth and started my way inside. It didn't take long for the plastic to shatter and I only meant to try one, but suddenly all the treats were in my mouth. I liked them, they were smelly and went down so easily. I tried chewing on the bottle to see if I could get any more flavor out when Brenda found me. Boy was she mad (sometimes her selfish greed shocks me)! She called to Nathan and he dragged me outside and started pouring some horrible liquid in me that eventually caused me to divulge everything I had just consumed. That was unpleasant. As they were cleaning up after me, I noticed that Brenda had made me some fried eggs and placed them on my counter. Sometimes she can be thoughtful. The seasoning was a perfect remedy for my stomach and I immediately felt well enough to run around the house. Yet I was reminded again that gluttony has its own punishment and I will try to remember that until the next time I forget.
Happy Fall, dear friends. Be careful to consume in moderation and happy chewing.
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