Outed By the Dog
Ate a bite of cake. Took a diet pill. It did not kick in.
Ate a piece of pie. Thought I would jump some rope.
Relieved I could not find the jump rope or my exercise bike.
Devoured a cold piece of pizza from last night. Feeling healthy.
My husband asked what is for breakfast. I admit I am full.
What did you fix me? We stare at each other for a second.
Then we both being laughing. We know I am no cook.
I am the worst one in the whole family of two of us.
Where is that cake? He is a diabetic. He can’t have it anyway.
I have no idea I lie, not admitting I ate a whole cake in ten hours.
He searches refrigerator. “Where is that last piece of pizza?”
Sophie Helen our cocker spaniel says “should have taken pill sooner.”
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