Battle of the Pot Roast

I went shopping for groceries. Natalie's car is having problems, so I used the disabled transit. I made my reservations a day ahead of time and they picked me up. Once the shopping was finished, I had to repack my groceries because they tend to put very little in each bag and I can only carry on a fixed number of bags--it's their rules, only as much as you can handle in a single go, usually three bags. I had my backpack along, so that made things much simpler.

I still ended up with an extra bag, but the driver didn't say anything. I had the roast in a bag by itself, which I then folded over (which turned out to be a good thing) and tucked into another bag.

The house hasn't been cleaned in a week. Dishes are piled up and some stuff that had been washed was sitting in different places where it did not need to be. So with my hands filled with items for the fridge, I attempt to simply elbow a large glass lid to one of my microwave cassarole dishes aside.

That is when I see the dog. Levy is doing his usual business of sticking his nose into bags in case there is something interesting to steal.

Bang! Out comes the roast.

I simultaneously try to turn without knocking the lid off, shove the bacon and eggs into the fridge, and scream at Levy in time to head him off.

"Paws up and drop the roast!"

The lid hit the floor and shattered. I managed to get the food into the fridge without adding it into the mess. By then he was across the living room and into the bedroom. I glanced at the breakage, grabbed the broom and set after him.

I really know my dog. He likes to make nests under the bed, his toys, things he has stolen from the dirty laundry, a plastic half-chewed vodka bottle stolen from the trash (he's an alky). As expected, the roast and Levy were now in the nest beneath the bed. SIGH!

He was not happy when I fished the roast out. He followed me, growling and snarling like Mutley and every time I would turn and look at him he would shut up. He is a very communicative little guy and reads me out when he feels I deserve it.




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