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Einstein Bagels and a Dog

People say having a kid changes things. Well, I am not comparing my dog to your children, but getting a dog  definitely changes things too. Some things are dramatic - like the 'used to be office now turned puppy' room. Or the 'I left my puppy with my not-so-observant brother and now there is a crater' hole at the top of my stairs.

Others are more subtle, like the 'I can't snooze my alarm because it's not fair to the puppy' feeling in the morning. Or the 'I just spent more money on dog toys than I did on food for me' moment of realization.

Some changes are even more subtle. Like this weekend when my Mom and I went to Einstein Bagels for lunch. Who knew they have 'doggy bagels'? I didn't. But I do now. Why? Because I notice things like that now. And, if you ask if I bought one for my dog....sadly, I would have to say yes. Because of the subtle, almost subconcious, nagging thought of her tiny little face begging for a bagel. Afterall, if I get bagels for lunch, isn't it only fair that she gets one too?

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Baby Sister said…
I love Einstein. I think the puppy totally deserved a doggy bagel.
July 29, 2011 at 1:35 PM
Baby Sister said…
Sorry that was so discombobulating...I'm slightly out of it today.
July 29, 2011 at 1:36 PM
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