What I saw: Captain having the new dog toy.
What I did beforehand: the Bacon Provider got home from a business trip in time to catch a late dinner with me. Then, he had to unpack (and re-pack) his suitcase.
What I wore: dirty jeans and the sweater of intermittent self-pity
Who went with me: Captain and the Bacon Provider and even Schwartz.
How I got Captain: we took in Captain as a foster dog in the fall of 2008.
Why I saw this show: a colleague of my husband who I met on election night gave him a gift, saying it was “for his dogs.”
Where I sat: on the floor because I didn’t want to miss any of it.
Things that were sad: that this made me feel better.
Things that were funny:
Things that were not funny:
Something I ate: toast.
Time for TOAST
— Hamsteria d’Relish (@hamsterRelish) December 1, 2016
What it is: a stuffed dog toy of ordinary durability, in the grip of a dog that is determined to rip the face off of every toy, empty out the stuffing, and pull out the squeaker.
Who should see it: as of this writing, 65,228,264 American voters, or, 2,554,576 more than the “winner.”
What I saw after: Schwartz made his inspection.