I intended to blog today about how our dog, Wolf, is an epicure. I came to this conclusion when, after giving him his little blue pill (no, not Zoloft...some kind of thyroid medicine) in a small spoon of peanut butter for months and months, I switched to a generic brand of peanut butter and...he would no longer fall for the pill-in-the-peanut-butter trick.
I gave Sierra the camera this morning and told her to please take a photo just when Wolf turned up his nose at the generic peanut butter. She was ready, and I got the generic brand (Ok, it's Jewel brand) on a little plastic spoon and offered it to him. He started to turn his head away and I said "Ok, Sierra, NOW" and then he opened his mouth and start licking that spoon like there was no other food in the world that he would rather eat ever again.
Well.
So we have a photo of Wolf licking a plastic spoon that you will not be seeing because in it is also one of my legs looking something like an appendage from a creature in a scary Japanese sci-fi flick from the 50's. Ok, I really don't know anything about Japanese film, but I can imagine.
On the topic of food...
Yesterday I made the new potatoes that I got at the farmer's market and they were unbelievably good. I can't believe I ate the whole thing! I boiled those little red beauties on low for 25 minutes. Then I sliced them in half, drizzled a little EVOO and butter over them, a little salt and a little parmesan grated over them, and then I offered them to my children. They smelled them and turned their heads away as if I'd offered them generic peanut butter served on a sci-fi-critter's appendage. So I ate those papitas all by myself. And I'm really happy about it.
I can't believe I wrote a whole blog entry about food and forgot to mention hummus.
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- Getting older is not for sissies. I'm not a sissy, thank goodness. I'm a physical therapist, mom, daughter, sister, friend, and I am looking forward to "what's next?"
9 comments:
Where's the picture?
Like I said...you won't be seeing it!
As I first started reading I wondered why Wolf needed Viagra ("little blue pill").
We are lucky. Kayla pretty much takes all of her meds as if they are treats and gobbles them up (she believes that we starve her, and is willing to gobble anything we give her so that she does not waste away). The only ones we have to hide/disguise are antibiotics, and we hide those in a little hot dog bit.
I take tons of pills every day. I might start hiding them in bon bons.
I am sort of addicted to those little new potatoes myself, from the Organic Farms people. I make potato salad, or I roast them.
Did you see my boobies? And baseball?
Kathy, yes, I wanted to mention the Blue Footed Boobies from the Galapagos in some clever way but I got distracted by potatoes...
Since you two are ignoring me and my comments, maybe I shall hide myself, and my pills, in a little potato.
Definitely NOT ignoring you. I am thinking about the bon-bon thing and going to use it in my next blog posting. So, not ignoring, just slow.
Kathy ignored me tho. She was all about her boobies.
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