Some days no matter what you do, you will drop your ice cream cone. Sometimes it just cannot be helped, either because of weather or improperly prepared cones. It is, as they say, just how the cookie crumbles or the ice cream drips and slips!
Today was one of those days where despite his best efforts, Beloved had his ice cream fall out of the cone and onto the ground. He had to do a quick swipe to clean it up before the four-footed on came to help him. When she cleans up it involves her tongue and it ends up in her tummy, even when it’s not good for her. Unfortunately for us, when she does help the output of those results is the most unpleasant stuff you’ve ever encountered. So we try to avoid those moments because a hose can only do so much!
Now Beloved dropped his favorite flavor ice cream which is just insult to the injury. And it was a nice day, a warm day too so that didn’t help matters either. So there is Beloved sitting there with an empty ice cream cone, his favorite flavor of ice cream now in the garbage and a nice day and he looks over at me and says “it’s only ice cream, somewhere someone has lost something far more serious and important.” Because now and then Beloved puts it all into perspective, and because he saw that I had gotten him a refill of his ice cream!