It’s 11 pm…GIMME MY JERKY!
So I was right in the middle of writing some random, stream-of-thought blog when I noticed Pom Pom standing on the floor by my feet, scratching/pawing at the couch. She always does this when she wants something–like up on the bed or couch, when she wants to lick my hand, or wants to go outside.
She was pretty frantic with her pawing this time…then I realized it was 11:00. Every day at 11 pm, Pom gets glucosamine/chondroitin medicine for her joints. This “medicine” looks like beef jerky and sure as heck smells like it. Due to the fact that Pom almost rips off my finger whenever I give her a piece, I’m guessing it takes pretty great, too.
I usually remember to give her the goods when it’s time, but on the days I’m even a couple of minutes late, she’s always right there to remind me.
It’s just so dang cute to see how worked up she gets over a little piece of beef jerky stuff that’s about as big as one of my fingernails.