Cherries

Dillypoo is craving cherries.

I've searched almost every produce section in a 15 mile radius of my house looking for them. I'm going through withdrawal. The DTs of Bing cherries.

It ain't pretty.

I blame Costco for my addiction. They had Bing cherries back in January. Big, sweet, juicy cherries!

I'm drooling just thinking about them. Again.

Each weekend I talk The Professor into stopping at a different grocery store so I can dash in and look for cherries.

Some might call this an enabling action. I call it love.

Two weeks ago:
Dillypoo: "Let's stop at Kroger and see if they have cherries!"

The Professor: "I'll wait in the car."

Dillypoo (10 minutes later): "They didn't have any cherries."

The Professor: "What's in the bag?"

Dillypoo: "Cookies from the bakery. Want one?"

Last weekend:
Dillypoo: "Let's stop at Central Market and see if they have cherries!"

The Professor: "I'll wait at the bookstore."

Dillypoo (10 minutes later): "They didn't have any cherries."

The Professor: "What's in the bag?"

Dillypoo: "Cookies from the bakery. Want one?"

Yeah, there's a reason I'm at Weight Watchers.