This picture reminds me of a herd of holsteins on a cow path. We took the dogs to the dog park today because the weather was gorgeous and we wanted them to have a chance to run around and burn off some energy. We weren't there 30 seconds and Spinner ran off into the brush and returned with a crown of burdocks right on the top of his head. Patch peed on a french bulldog. They all burned out of energy before the first lap of the park was finished and where they usually romp through the tall grass for 20 minutes, they were resting in the shade after 5.
We call this picture, "Lazy Blayzey".
When we got home from the dog park we gave each dog a small scoop of vanilla ice cream with a dollop of peanut butter on top as their reward treat. After chasing his ice cream around his bowl for a while Spinner finally swallowed his ice cream in one gulp. We thought for sure he'd have a brain freeze.
We had a pumpkin ripen early in our hillside pumpkin patch by the compost pile. We cut it open today to cook and puree it only to find that a grub had already been calling it dinner and the insides were rotten. We got our revenge by finding the grub and exterminating it in a very heinous and medieval way. It was such a pretty pumpkin too....
Dinner was beer can chicken with braised kohlrabi. I put a few sprigs of Rosemary and some crushed red pepper in the beer and I put a rub on the skin of the chicken. It turned out very flavorful and juicy. We put a few scraps of meat and skin in with the dog's dinner. I've never seen Spinner clean his bowl so quickly.
Mike just got back from the store with root beer and we're enjoying floats as our dessert. He's waiting for me to finish this blog so we can go downstairs to watch Iron Chef America on the Food Network. We TiVo that program. It's so much fun and we're big Alton Brown and Bobby Flay fans.
So I'll leave you with a few pictures from the dog park for a chuckle:
And you really should click on this one for a full size view of how hilarious Patch looks at a full gallop:
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