I Should Have Known

Blogging Friends.... Is it just me, or does it seem somewhat wrong that my family--literally!!--happily celebrates Christmas for twain months or longer in advance leading up to December 25th with festive songs, but Easter merely only lasts one day? I mean, really. "Christ the Lord is Risen Today" has periodically reemerged within my crazy head countless times this week!! I must be experiencing Easter withdrawals. Wait. That is a withdrawal from my lack of chocolate, as I just finished it!! Anyhoo. Here is my Easter Blog post, a story about Rose!! Love you later.

I should have known that something was ailing Rose. I should have known. I fed Rose her crunchy dog food on Friday afternoon, as per usual, but she never ate any of it. That is fine. Occasionally, Rose skips meals. Perhaps she was not hungry. Rose's stomach didn't growl at all, which I found strange. I had baked her some crunchy biscuits in adorable Easter/Spring shapes on Good Friday. Which she contently wolfed down!! I had given Rose some bites of hardboiled egg. Which she loved!! However. Come Saturday, Rose did not eat one single bite of her dog food. I should have known that something was ailing Rose. I should have known. It is so very hard when--although I try to be vigilant of anything that might be wrong with Rose--she cannot complain. Again, I gave her some crunchy home baked dog biscuits, and, most likely, bites of hardboiled egg. Maybe even a few baby carrots. All of which, she ate. Come Easter, we were leaving for church and I was helplessly watching out a great room window as Rose did not have a bowel movement. Occasionally--occasionally--she doesn't poop in the mornings. There is no reason none whatsoever that I will return home to an accident. Rose had been experiencing regular bowel movements before Easter. I am not worried. I should have known that something was ailing Rose. I should have known. What with having strong Beagle blood proudly flowing deep within her D.N.A., and being my food-lovin' little girl, Rose has never gone that long sans eating. Ever. For reasons beyond my comprehension, I also felt exhausted on Easter. I went to bed on time the night before. I enjoyed myself {I thought!!} a good night's sleep. However. I found myself literally nodding off during Pastor A.'s always-amazing sermon. Several times!! I was yawning, as tears stained my glasses. Sorry, Pastor A.!! Immediately upon our return home, something did not seem right in the living room. But what? I was so very out of it, that my internal Sherlock Holmes was, to quote Tony Stark from "Iron Man 3", "actively napping". I love that line!! I may be a keenly observant individual, but I was not on Easter. The red throw rug that lies in front of our magnetic white door. It was gone!! My Mom found it lying on our laundry room floor, a large yellow bile puddle caked to it. Canine vomit. I should have known that something was ailing Rose. I should have known. I did a quick inspection of the great room, as I always do upon returning home, looking for any accidents. Nothing!! I let Rose outside. She had a bowl movement!! Yes!! By the time all of our relatives had arrived and we were serving Easter dinner, Rose ate her dog food!! At last. I later treated Rose to a little cooked broccoli {Her preference to how she likes it!! Not raw.} and, apparently, my Mom gave Rose some small pieces of ham. I do not know whether or not dogs can have that. But Rose was so good on Easter!! Consider it a once-in-a-lifetime treat? Oh yeah. And I'm afraid that Rose also licked off the floor a tiny bit of dropped Cool Whip from my cake. Because I was much too exhausted for an intervention!! I am so very glad that my little girl is well, healthy and eating her crunchy dog food now!! I should have known that something was ailing Rose. I should have known. But I will look at it this way. All of my not knowing that something was ailing Rose? It saved me tons of worry!!