In light of the struggling economy
dinner conversation the other night focused on the question,
If we had to eat one of the dogs which would we choose.
dinner conversation the other night focused on the question,
If we had to eat one of the dogs which would we choose.
Or the older, shorter, well marbled fat one?
Send 'em out and get them to bring you back a rabbit ;)
ReplyDeleteI was thinking, as I read the first couple lines, that if the economic situation really got that bad you wouldn't be able to afford to feed the dogs, and they may end up eating you! I wonder if they check out the three of you and discuss which one they would devour first? (I'm not really a dog person, so I find that rather amusing. Sorry.)
ReplyDeletelol! I'll have to threaten our pup with that and see if she falls into line ;)
ReplyDeleteFat = Flavor. I'm just sayin.
ReplyDeleteI think you could do a nice brisket with the fat one.
ReplyDeleteThat is so gross I laughed my butt off for a few minutes before I could even click on the post through my reader.
ReplyDeleteI am SO reporting you to PETA.;)
I'm with Casey and the Captain....fat is yummy. I'll bet you could get three or four meals out of that dog, easy.
ReplyDeleteOh my, I think my border collie realized what I was reading and ran out of the room.
ReplyDeleteAhhhh. Well, our dog has no worries. He knows we wouldn't eat him, no matter what, because he's spoiled.
ReplyDeleteToo cute! I think I'd have to go for the plump one first. More there to last longer! :)
ReplyDeleteFirst...Eeeeeeew!!!!
ReplyDeleteSecond, do you want ours? Daryl and I have both been fed up with his wild ways the past couple days??? If the neighbor calls to complain AGAIN I am crating him up and sending him your way!! LOL
whoever had given me the most "lip" in the last two days would be the first to go and I'm guessing that would not be one of those adorable dogs.
ReplyDeleteI'm curious, how would you cook that?
ReplyDeleteOh, and.....EWWWWW!!!
I'm with Casey, fat=flavor. LOL. Actually, over the weekend, the heat briefly went out at the mountain house, and after five minutes I was looking around trying to decide who we should eat first.
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