Had some strange adventures again today. First some panic cleaning for a visitor, then the visitor herself. Who was a T1 who jokingly said she'd love to play pim pam pet with me in a diabetic's facebook group, so she came over. Was fun, and I now have seen an insulin pump
I made some chocolate truffles yesterday to go with the tea. I wasn't sure what kind of diet, if any, she followed, so I thought it would be nice to come up with some low carb treats (truffles less than 1 gram of carbs a piece).
As a result, instead of pim pam petting we made an emergency visit to the vet, as the plate with 6 chocolate truffles was suddenly empty after I showed her the rabbits, chickens and guinea pigs in the garden.
We had a suspect: Panda, the sleepover dog (only 6 kilo's, so 6 truffles is quite a lot of cocoa), as the truffles were in a pretty hard to reach place and Panda is the only one of the 5 dogs I've ever seen nicking food from that particular place. I can tell you you'd be feeling pretty stupid too, sitting in the vets yard and waiting for your dog to puke after an injection to make him do so. You'd feel even more stupid when you realise you are cheering because, indeed, there's a lot of chocolate in the puke so you've got the right dog!
Well, after this interesting vet visit with this woman I'd never met before we went to see the sea and let the dogs (at least the 4 not nauseous ones) have a good time. I threw the ball in the water for my old dog, forgetting he was old and his hind legs have gotten weak. So he made it through the mud to the water to fetch the ball, but got stuck on his way back. The thick black mud was hip deep for me when I had to help him get out so I must have made a pretty sight.
Then, by now walking barefoot in my underpants and still with this nice woman I'd only met, we encountered a young gull which couldn't fly. So I caught it and we went back to my place with 5 muddy dogs, a seagull, and me being black from mud halfway up. Good thing we took my car, and not hers
Thankfully, she took the gull with her, as the bird sanctuary was on he way.
I had a plan involving dogs and a shower upon getting home, but things didn't follow plans so now I have mud in my bed, on the couch, a wet muddy kitchen, hallway, bathroom, living room and everything smells of sea and mud.
I'm still trying to get my old dog warmed after his shower 6 hours ago, and trying to get on terms with him being old and not himself anymore as his brain isn't the same as in the old days. It hurts.
The adventures were great fun though, except for the vet. But that was funny too in a way.