The Good Bits


I, being a big and noble Mastiff desire only the best bits to eat. So I have a new method which I developed when eating. You see my dad likes to feed me dog food, blah. I only like people food. My dad then “spices up” his offerings to me by adding some interesting people food to my meal. Sometimes it is chicken liver, sometimes it is beef, sometimes it is pork or even occasionally fried chicken leftovers…and very, very rarely McDonalds chicken McNuggets, YUM! Of course he tries to make it hard by cutting it up into small pieces so my big ‘ole maw has to inhale everything and get the dog food too.

But I have developed a plan as I have said. I gulp down a huge portion of McNugget laced dog food and then gag it out all over the floor. This way I can go back and easily pick out the best bits and leave the little dog food crumbs. Brilliant! I tell you just because they can stand up on two feet doesn’t mean they are smart, I mean more than half of them are democrats…so what does that tell you!     (……….only kidding, just some election time humor….and the views of the staff aren’t necissarily endorsed by hte management of this station)

Life Lesson: Enjoy the good bits! La Dolche Vita!

Hungry Games


Sometimes even if we are on the same team, with the same goals, we still end up pushing against each other, not going anywhere.

I did not eat dinner last night. I did not eat breakfast this morning either. My dad wants me to eat. I certainly want to eat too.

He made me a chicken almost a week ago. (Same time he cooked my roast beef.) For dinner last night he added this microwaved-with-water-old-baked-chicken to my dog food. I really, really wanted to eat it – 1) because I was hungry, and 2) because I knew it would make him happy.

I went to the dog dish and smelled it. It didn’t smell right. Old Man Disney says “Follow your heart” (or your nose, almost the same thing). So I did not eat it. It was the principle of the thing.

My dad, on the other hand, will not give me anything else. He thinks I am getting too spoiled and that I should learn to eat whatever is available. It became a battle of wills. And my mom was trapped in the middle.

They tried to tire me out by taking me places and making me run, We went hiking. We met other dogs so I can play fight. Just to get me so hungry that I would eat.

It was already past lunch when we returned. I still went to the dog dish, smelled the food, and walked away from it. My mom couldn’t take having a hungry baby anymore. She took the food dish outside to hopefully get rid of whatever smell I did not like. She ran around with me to tire me out some more. Finally she went to the dish and hand-fed me. I ate more than half of the stuff in the dish. And so my dad is happy too.

WE had barbequed pork liempo (belly) for dinner.

Life Lesson: Learn when to Compromise. It might not be exactly what you want, but it might be the best that you can get.

Dog Food Omelette


Some may settle, but the best hold out for the best!

I had another long day today. After pining and pining for being able to go driving, I got to go. It was just a long drive. Stop. Long drive. Stop. Long drive again. Now I wish I just stayed home.

You would think that after a trying day I would get a nice gourmet dinner. But no. Because everybody was out all day, there was no food for the nice doggie. My dad tried to give me just plain dry, dog foo. Ahh NO. He then added a RAW EGG! Did he think I was a barbarian? No matter how hungry I was, I walked away.

And that was how I got to have Dog Food Omelette:)

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Life Lesson: Know what you are worth and do not settle for anything less.