Yesterday I was dog-tired. Apparently so was Lucie my big, red dog. (No pun intended.) I also was hungry as a dog. (Man, I am on a roll.) I pulled a frozen pizza out of the frig. It was one of those private label pizzas one can buy at the local grocery store. The pizza was not as big as a normal pizza and I think it was intended for two people. Covered in mozzarella cheese, tomatoes, and other assorted veggies the pizza was just what I was craving after all the holidays filled with turkey, ham, and stuffing. You see, I could probably eat pizza everyday. I love it. My butt on the other hand, not so much.
Anyway, I only intended to eat half of the pizza. Of course, I shared the crust ends with Lucie. She and I have a food understanding. If she does not beg then she receives the last bite. It is a win, win situation for both of us.
When I was done with the first half of the pizza, it was clear to me that I was still hungry. Lucie is always willing to eat. No news there. So, I scooped up the other half, sat down to one of my favorite TV shows and ate the rest.
Mmmmm. So good.
Afterwards I did something I rarely do. I took a nap. A nice, long two-hour nap. Of course, Lucie joined me in this endeavor. Lucie takes naps all the time. Day, night and even as I write this post, she is napping.
Here she is taking a last lick of my hand. Probably going for stray pizza juices.
Mere seconds before falling asleep. Sweet dreams sweet pea.