The last week or so has seen some brutally cold weather for this early in the winter season. Lulu has started every morning optimistic, eagerly awaiting her morning outing at the patio door.
These have been very short lived excursions. Lu has walked to the edge of the patio, to monitor the dismal surroundings.
Found a spot in the arctic tundra to take care of things.
…and then quickly realized it was still cold as crap!
It has not been a good two weeks for a dog with very little body fat, and almost no hair, and because of this, my house has turned into a war zone, there being just too much energy to keep cooped up. There are deer antlers, torn toys and kongs EVERYWHERE. Thank goodness she is a good dog, and is not interested in anything other than her own toys.
On a positive note, it was a good diet week. I lost another pound to end at 10.5 pounds, and that was after being tested with my trip to Columbus, OH, where I left a 45 degree day (FINALLY), to end up in another blizzard (Damn). I also work in operations, with mostly men, so my choice for lunch each day was Tim Horton’s, Wendy’s, and the Waffle House. It was a tough choice, but I ended up just closely watching calories and picking through all the “stuff.” I hate salads, so I’m a little challenged. My downfall was the grits at Waffle House. They were floating in butter. I only had two bites, but I think that threw my stomach into a spiral, and after two weeks of cleansing, my stomach made me pay. I spent most of the afternoon and night nauseous, and hiding in a bathroom with a door that would not lock.
This week’s goal is 2 pounds for me, and less frostbite for Lulu. We miss our weekend walks, but the asphalt is just too cold, and it will be a cold day in hell (or CT), before Lucy Lulu puts hoity toity boots on her paws!