Must I Do Everything?

 I just discovered that for the past month Bleeder has been posting my stories on the wrong blog. Spent the past half hour moving them to the correct blog. This is why it is vital that humans have a Working Breed in their house, they are incapable of doing ANYTHING without direct supervision.

Speaking of supervision, there was a lot of that going on this long weekend because there was a lot of cooking of tasty foodables in the kitchen. At one point I was not allowed in the kitchen because Bleeder had to spatchcock a turkey breast, which involved a very sharp knife and a rubber mallet. I'm sure you are all shocked that she didn't end up hacking off a finger, because Bleeders gonna bleed.

Spatchcocking was invented in 1936 when Mrs. Henrietta Farberson of North Beluga, South Dakota ran over a squirrel, causing her husband to proclaim "You really spatchcocked that little rodent". Upon further inspection they decided that the flattened form would allow the meat to cook more evenly, and since times were hard.... It is also useful for deep frying, and squirrel on a stick can be found at any State Fair where anything not moving is deep fried and sold for twice its actual worth.

But I digress.

For the past few days I've had amazing meals with turkey bits sprinkled on top. Turkey is very tasty, and makes me sleepy for some reason.

I found that the easiest way to be notified when Bleeder gets up for more tasty food is to just hold her foot. She tries to sneak into the kitchen and snack without me.

The weather has been nice, so we've taken a few sniffy walks to help burn off the extra foodables we've eaten. Something about my gaining a few pounds. I have no idea what they're talking about, and I resent that remark. My cheese allotment has been cut in half as well, so I have to go to great lengths to find good trade up items to bring in.

Look Bleeder, that's a dangerous clump of grass, I may choke on it, but I'll trade it up for cheese!

Then they do this stuff... right in front of me! Ok, fine, I got popcorn, but in dribs and drabs. 

There's supposed to be a new "thing" coming in the mail that will give me tasty treats, but not all the calories... we'll see.

-Casey-