i'd rather do almost anything else than cook. if it weren't for my husband who provides me with daily meals, my sustanance would be cereal & butterscoth krimpets. don't get me wrong... i do absolutely appreciate a good meal but only when it's prepared by someone else!
i'm not sure how it happened but i have become my guys chef! i certainly didn't volunteer & i would have flunked an audition. lucy & spanky expect me to feed them every morning & every night. they don't ask my husband...just me! first thing every morning i stumble down the stairs & before my eyes are all the way open or have a chance to hit the coffee machine button...they are jumping & barking all over me.
now lucy is on a diet because she's a 30 pound lhasa who eats everything (even inedible items) and they have separate rooms, special foods & different dinnerware. lucy's food is measured & goes in the white bowl. spanky has to have his veggies stirred in the blue bowl or he'll just sit there & look at me. they eat in 2 different rooms because lucy gobbles like a maniac while spanky relaxes & savors his morsels. lucy will go beg from her brother when she's done (in one minute flat) so i play referee!
this morning, spanky was done in one minute flat whille lucy was still gobbling. this was so unusual so i asked spanky if he ate everything so lucy would't get a second helping. he didn't respond so i went & checked. lo & behold... the white bowl was empty & lucy was grinning up to me from the blue bowl! my husband & i started our day with the biggest laugh!!!!
Hysterical! I love it =) I have two adopted furries and I have to stand between them when they eat. In the past I had two hounds and I had to feed one inside and one outside to make sure they ate right =p Too funny! Only once did I have three pooches - that really creates some juggling! hehe!
ReplyDeletethanks for visiting kathleen.... when they say "dogs rule" i get it!
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