Our dog doesn't have it so easy. He's not as physically close-by to us as he was previously. Mommy feels badly for him, so I try to find little ways to let him know I'm thinking of him. To let him know he's loved.
So, I cook for him. I try to bring him a hot dinner each night, made from leftovers. Since I'm using the four-wheeler as I go to the barn to feed animals each night, I call this Spiffy's Meals on Wheels.
Here's what he got the other night. I thought it looked pretty ok! Chris called it Cheese-Broccoli-Sausage Skillet.
9 years ago
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