Before I tell you who the winner of the Valentine bracelet is, let me just say that today was very productive. Veto and I leave for Vegas on Sunday so I'm feeling the pressure to have things well in hand before we go. The Fan will be staying here with Loopy and Buddy Budderson - and Duke, who survived the candy heart incident, but is still in - there's no other way to say this: my poop book.
Kate was right. It was a new low, even for Duke. I asked the vet about it and she assured me that Duke's constitution was tough enough to endure the digestion of lacquered, glittered conversation hearts. I'm guessing she was right as I've seen no secret messages like TEXT ME or SWEET TALK in scandalous places.
The rest of the untainted candy hearts went into little swap packages, aren't they so cute?
Oh, and the winner of the bracelet? Chapfan, you are lucky to have come out of hiding. You're the winner. Shoot me an email (address in the sidebar) and if I get your snail mail address in time, I might even be able to send you your booty from Vegas. Otherwise, I'll mail it off as soon as we get back.