Wednesday, January 18, 2012

- The Story of My Life

Last year when Emma was having a really hard time with her separation anxiety I bought some IQ treat balls at the suggestion of a trainer.  I put her breakfast in one before I leave in the morning (or dinner if it's before I'm going out at night) and give it to her when I leave.  That way she's distracted with trying to get her food when I leave.  The only problem is that these things roll around everywhere and I can't tell you how many times I've stayed up later at night than I wanted to because I can't find where one has gotten stuck.

This happened to me last night.  I spent about 20 minutes looking all over the place and couldn't find it ANYWHERE.  I figured the most logical place for it to be was lost in all this craziness:
So, I cleaned things up.
And of course, I didn't find a treat ball in any of that mess.  But, look at how much space is back there! I was planning on putting my table back together, but turns out I don't have a big enough ratchet.  And it may not look like it, but I did make several trips to put stuff in my storage closet down the hall.  For now I'm leaving a lot of craft stuff around so that I have it on hand for the projects I'll be working on.

Emma's treat ball was under my bed.  Which I searched several times.  I just didn't see.

Tomorrow's high is 2 degrees.  Emma's ready.

1 comment:

Mams said...

She is way too adorable in that sweater!!