No worries. I've discovered the reason for Chickadee's little TIRADE on Sunday. I neglected to get her some of her medicine filled at the DESPICABLE PHARMACY who only takes a week to fill my prescriptions. Nothing to worry about. I just gave her a TON of fiber paste. Oh, yeah. That little medical problem which was causing extreme grumpiness and requires fiber? Let's just say she had an outbox that was full. Stuffed. Helping Chickadee with that problem is like helping with labor. Nuff said? I thought so. What is fiber paste you ask? My little magical recipe that one of her doctors gave me. More fiber than you want to think about. Beansprout begs for it when I'm giving it to Chickadee. It's that good. Speaking of fiber-yes, I am rubbing my hands evilly-have we ever discussed it? I didn't think so. Why is it that fiber is usually followed by "Ew!" and "Ugh!" I grew up in an insanely well educated home regarding fiber. My mot...
The life of a train wrecked woman, trying to get back on track.