Here we go again.
Taking bets on the ER pool.
You know I've thought about it very soberly. I think that I will in fact eat oranges when that dog passes, but slowly and somberly, peeling entirely of pulp, eating yoghurt between each, walking every 2hrs, and not at all trying to approach any record. Max 12 in a 12 hour period. 1 per hour.
The oranges are not in themselves dangerous, but not respecting them is straight up stupid. Like a car perhaps. Safe enough with proper caution, but deadly at high speeds and with reckless mentality.
Given the lessons learned upthread... I'm still not sure if I actually will, but I'm inclined to. I associate it with dealing with death and grief. I'm dealing with a LOT of both right now.