March 22, 2021

White Dog hobbled over to the bedroom along with Steve at the sound of my "YUCK!" and found me holding a wet white lump in my hand.

I expected sympathy and maybe cleanup help but instead was met with White Dog's arched eyebrow and the comment, "Well, WHO gave everyone raw cauliflower to nosh on?"

Some pup (there were no confessions) left the fitted sheet pilled with cauliflower bits, chewed and wet. There were bigger bits as well but those were easy to pluck into my hand; the tiny buds were like styrofoam packing pearls clinging to everything including now my legs and backside.

Steve got the hand vacuum and whisked off the bed and my back. I resat myself and prepared to turn on my computer. Zsofia sat next to me, placed her paws on my leg and began licking me. White Dog laughed, "guess dad did not get ALL of the cauliflower."