Sorry, about the lapse in posts. I’ve had a horrible flu since Tuesday and have pretty much been flat on my back. I think I may even lost a few pounds and possibly, due to high fever, a few brain cells.

Beans has also lost a couple more pounds and though she’s still by no means svelte, we’re starting to see the beginnings of a waistline. Unfortunately, since she’s been getting less food, we can’t seem to keep her in rawhide chews, she goes through them like a buzz saw and then she starts chewing on inedible and potentially dangerous found objects like the entry-way coat tree, a package of bic pens and the base of my Swifter mop. I know exactly how she feels, when you’re dieting, a plastic mop head can start to look pretty tempting…