While I’ve met a few dogs in my life who could be called birders, Willow is more of a fisher as far as scavengers go. That is to say if her spider sense detects fish, she will likely be very interested.

The onigiri I made last night of course drew some attention, since tuna was involved.

But nothing quite gets their collective attention like treats 😁.

Unlike in my childhood: it’s kind of rare I have much ice cream these days. Rarer still with so many trimmings.

Of course this doesn’t mean Willow is content with my explanation of why it’s not for dogs…

As someone that tends to skip breakfast, or turn it into a granola bar to go, this is one of my concepts for a large breakfast.

The five frozen sausage are quartered, and meant to be shared with the hounds. Roughly a 2 for them, 3 for me kind of arrangement. The toasted waffle (often, toasted bread) for belly filler. And 3 eggs scrambled for yum. In this case with soy sauce, salt, brown sugar, and some cheddar mixed in.

Of course after breakfast: the doggos require proper treats to follow up their share, lol.

The main reason that I’ll take a picture of dinner is to capture the dogs reaction.

And sometimes I get a few good snapshots.

To this I will also add that spinach, mushrooms, and Alfredo works better than anticipated.

One of the better aspects of having gone grocery shopping a weeek or two before people lost their minds to covid19: being well stocked on pasta, and related yummies.

Misty, and the rest of the peanut gallery of course wish there was more sharing involved. Or something like that.

Needless to say, they will thrilled when meat and gravy treats followed dinner, lol.

Moronic: thinking about snacks, and forgetting that I bought a box of Pocky on sale.

Scathingly brilliant: remembering I also have a thing of salted edamame in the freezer…

This is my version of a large breakfast, given that I rarely eat much for breakfast.

Of course I get plenty of stares from the peanut gallery.

Actually, 85% of the reason I buy the sausage is to share it with the minions.

A while back, I remember reading about edamame served in the pod, salted, as a type of bar snack.

Eating some courtesy of the frozen food isle, I can’t help but think: should have bought beer too. Also, it’s apparently an excellent way to attract the stares of the peanut gallery, and a bag of dog treats may be a perquisite for my survival.