The Mistake

Years ago after I was married and living in Davis with my family, we spent the weekend with Mom and Dad in Sebastopol. Mom told me about an experience that she was not to pleased about. Apparently, one morning that week she had gotten up and was getting ready to give Rilla the dog, her monthly heartworm pill. Well mom's mind was on other things and so instead of giving the pill to the dog, she downed it herself. Of course when she realized what she had done she was quite mortified. She immedietly called poison control. To her relief, she was told that if it was safe for the dog, it was safe for her.