I'm out in the yard on GT watching my pups chase and wrestle each other.

I also have a bowl of fruit because dammit, I'm hungry. Dog A just made a giant running leap onto the porch, stuck his whole FACE in my bowl of fruit, and took off again. I can't eat this now. If there is anything everyone needs to know, it's that you don't mess with hungry pregnant EleanorAquitaine's food ever. On Friday I thought there would be cheerios. There weren't. I cried.

What the heck, Dog. Dog B is supposed to be the jerk, not you.