September 11, 2008 – Lenore, the Hound of Love, is expressly forbidden from eating apples off the tree that showers them into the front yard. I say, “leave it,” and she looks innocent and skulks away. They she has diarrhea and vomits all over the carpet. This morning I made her drop an apple, and then crossed the road, realized I forgot something and turned back, and came across the Love Dog hiding in the garden, looking completely innocent and abashed. “What?” I laughed and left her alone. When I came out, it was gone. I’m out of Odor Off.