As Predictable As Death And Taxes

by Houndstooth on

Last night was a nursing home night for us.  This time, Bunny and I went by ourselves because Mr. Taleteller and Küster had a meeting to attend and I’d had a rough week at work.  Juggling two dogs didn’t seem like such a good idea.  Flattery made a strong case for going with me, but in the end, Bunny was the dog I took along.

On the way to the nursing home, I made a stop at Arby’s for dinner and part of the menu included curly fries.  For those of you who aren’t familiar with the restaurant or that particular menu item, they are fries that have some spicy seasoning on them and they are delicious.  One of Bunny’s favorite foods is French fries, and I figured it would be rude to eat all of them in front of her.  So, I shared a few and then we made our way to the nursing home.

Color On A Rainy Day -- Tales and Tails

Color On A Rainy Day

We have a friend who also visits with us and she had just arrived as we did.  So, we ended up walking through the nursing home together, talking a little about things going on with each of us in between visits with the residents.  Most of the time, when we visit at that particular facility, I don’t go into the residents’ rooms unless I’m invited.  As we walked past one of the doors, however, there were several family members gathered around the bed of a very elderly man.  It turns out that he is a big dog lover and we went in to see him and his family.

The man didn’t look like he was feeling very well to me, and he really just wanted to look at the dogs, not pet them.  Other people in the room wanted to, however, and we spent some time talking to them and enjoying a story about how he liked to sit his little dog on a chair and feed him with a spoon.  Soon, however, Bunny was ready to move on.  She pointed her nose to the door and that’s her cue to me that she’s had enough of a particular situation.  The other dog, however, was still working the crowd a little, making sure nobody was left feeling deprived of canine attention.

If Sydney hadn’t been schmoozing the crowd so hard, it wouldn’t have been a big deal, but it was taking a little longer than Bunny preferred.  Sure enough, those darned curly fries began to make an appearance of their own.  I caught a whiff of the noxious fumes and knew we were really going to have to get out of there soon.  Clearly, Bunny knew something I didn’t in the beginning.  Unfortunately, once Bunny’s mechanism has been triggered, it can often keep going for a while longer.  They were sparse, but she wasn’t helping the air quality any, if you know what I mean.

Rainy Days -- Tales and Tails

Rainy Days

Fortunately, we had gotten most of our visiting in already and soon we were on our way out.  We stopped in the outside foyer to put our coats on and talked a little as we got ready to part ways.  The other lady mentioned how bad the place smelled during this visit and I nodded and agreed, recalling one night when we’d been there to visit and one resident had an accident in bed that created a smell the permeated the entire building.  There had been a bit of an odor, even when we first walked in, so I kept quiet and hoped that what she’d been smelling wasn’t the return of Bunny’s curly fries.

One thing I know for sure is that we will be avoiding curly fries before we visit from now on.  Heck, I think Bunny may have had her last one after last night.  It’s as inevitable as death and taxes, if you feed your dog something out of the ordinary, it’s going to come back to haunt you at the most inconvenient time.   Let this be a cautionary tale for you all.

Rain On My Parade -- Tales and Tails

Rain On My Parade

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  • Sue Dyer

    Beautiful photos of Bunny.

    Must admit I rarely give my girls any food that isn’t for dogs, as they both react like Bunny did.

    Hope you all have a lovely weekend. Sue, Polly & Honey

    • I agree, I can’t help but check out this post mostly because of the stunning photos of Bunny. She looks really elegant! My girl is gassy all the time, probably because she likes sitting in front of the fan. She loves to go there and let out the gas. She must have been thinking it’s hilarious how the family reacts to it. Most of the times when we don’t know who to blame for the terrible smell, we all point out to her although she never showed a ‘guilty face’.

  • same here – the boys don’t do well if we add anything to their diet

  • SGilbert

    LOL! I bet Bunny was so glad you didn’t blame her in front of the other lady! Have a good weekend!

  • Oh dear! At least they are silent. Bentley’s don’t smell bad but they are loud! BOL!

  • ShineJake

    Oh heck, french fries can do that to just about anyone, I’m sure! Uh, totally not speaking from personal experience, nope, sure am diddley-not.