Breakfast is in the Kong, alone time math

By Nana, on December 17th, 2010

Fed on 12/3, Friday. We are at Piz’s this morning very early because we’re going on a little road trip to help his super-awesome aunt and uncle move. I think they’re about 2 hours away. That means we’ll be gone for about (oh no…) 6.5 hours (POOOOOOR MAISY PANCAKES!!). To help minimize trauma, I prepared 2 frozen Kongs that are more meal-like than the usual banana and yogurt kind. Hence, the “That’s it?!” breakfast. By the way, fellow dog people totally know that quick math we do: Calculate round trip travel time and see how much “usable” time is left. . . .

Hearts all day, I always pull the weird card

By Nana, on December 9th, 2010

Fed on 11/25, Thursday & Thanksgiving. Because I’m superlame, I didn’t prepare some sort of Thanksgiving feast for MP. Everyone (naturally) asked me what MP is getting for her Turkey day meal, too. Fggrt! . . .

[Countersurfer] Yogurtled guts, rotten kuri squash (evacuated), stapled burrito (seriously)

By Nana, on November 26th, 2010

Fed on 11/12, Friday. Pretty normal yogurt breakfast with a handful o’ guts. Pretty abnormal lunch of stapled burritos (humans) and moldy kuri squash (Maisy Pancakes). . . .

[More Too Close To Food™] Boring meals plus fish eyes

By Nana, on November 25th, 2010

Breakfast Fed on 11/11, Thurs. Last day of roofing for Piz. His poor parents had to come over again to help, and although I did get some pictures of all of us, no one would want to see them, so here’s just one of Piz blowing shit off the roof. MP watched us again from the glass door. I did find some torn up ziplock bag that may have had some kind of snack crumb in it when I came downstairs. Fggggg Since she . . .

New yogurt, kale snacks, and almost done with the chicken

By Nana, on August 18th, 2010

new yogurt and all to wash down the chicken Since I started getting my milk from my “milk lady,” I’ve settled into a pattern of about a gallon a week. It’s not often that I drink it as-is, but I have at least a quart jar of yogurt being eaten while another is being made, and kefir is doing its thing in the background, too. If I end up with extra milk, I’ll make cheese or flan or something like that. Buttermilk and clabber is also . . .

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