This is a “Christmas Story” from last year, and a way to introduce you to a member of my family–my standard poodle. She’s quite the show-stealer.
I can tell you all about this, because I no longer have the very special item I’d ordered for Sunday’s gift exchange for my RWA chapter’s annual holiday party. He was perfect. I really shopped for this, because I wanted something they would really appreci
ate–men and chocolate.
Perfect, I tell you! The best gift I’ve ever found for a PPRW gift exchange.
My very tall standard poodle ate him…. ATE HIM! Okay, so she’s female. Perhaps we can forgive her. Well…maybe. I’ll take that under consideration. Right now, she’s in the doghouse….
If chocolate is toxic to dogs, we’ll soon find out! (Later note: she didn’t even have the decency to get a stomach ache, and the vet had the nerve to ask me where I’d purchased the chocolate loverboy so she could get one for herself!)
Let me tell you about the Chocolate Loverboy. He was certainly decadent.
On the back of the box, it said “He’s Hard, But He Will Melt In Your Mouth!” Then it listed ten reasons why he’s better than your last boyfriend.
1. Will listen patiently to everything you say.
2. His eyes are only for you.
3. Understands when you have a headache.
4. Made of the right stuff.
5. Wears his heart on his boxers.
6. He’s hard when you want him to be. (blush)
7. He will stand by you.
8. If he even thinks about straying, just eat his legs.
9. Won’t talk about sports.
10. He’s fun to have around, but even more fun to get rid of.
Here’s a link to where I bought him.
When I returned from the grocery store–yes, even “glamorous” romance authors do these mundane chores–and found Loverboy’s shipping box and wrapping paper on my office floor. No sign of the box the loverboy was in–including the cellophane–or any traces of chocolate on the floor. Not even a sliver….
ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So let us all mourn Chocolate Loverboy’s passing–probably quite literally through poodle digestive tract–together, and hope I don’t end up having to take this pedigreed young monster to the vet….
Before anyone asks, the photo on the box showed him wearing pink boxers with hearts on them, holding a rose in a strategic region. Guess! Only the poodle knows for sure if he was anatomically correct, and she ain’t tellin’….
Did someone say I could relax now that my oldest daughter’s wedding is history as of December 2nd <http://www.debstover.com/wedding.html>?
3 responses so far ↓
therese // January 6, 2008 at 9:56 pm
Hi Deb!
Great intro to Maggie Mae and don’t worry too much about toxic chocolate. Both our dogs comsumed massive chocolate in their puppy years and the only effect was on their piles, a little loose and riddled with colored foil flakes.
I love blogs that are slice of life and look forward to reading more about the events in your life. It’s great to know you are doing the mundane tasks again of grocery shopping. I also agree that there should be a new term for ‘boyfriend’ after a certain age. Maybe you can come up with one?
The wedding and family pics are great! I’ll love hearing about some of those other events that go with the pics.
Cheers!
Mary w/a Therese Patrick
Joelle // January 7, 2008 at 1:01 am
Hi ,
Good luck with your blog ! It’s a difficult exercice to write one regulary… ; )
Love from a french friend : JOELLE
Estella // January 7, 2008 at 5:16 am
Good luck on your blog!
Your dog sounds like a lot of fun.
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