In response to JNads' insightful and sensitive response to yesterday's post, I will clarify. I was on dog duty in the morning. Which looked like this during the flea search portion (by the way...he hasn't had a flea all season...I don't want you to think that he's some flea hotel):

















Then I drove into Vancouver and after I tried to meet up with Josie for lunch/coffee (she had gone to the apparently useless digital camera seminar), I saw the registered dietician who reprimanded me for my bad eating habits.

I did not eat the dog's toothpaste (although I hear that it's chicken-flavoured).