Calendars and blogs and photos and work and dinner and mowing and grooming and grocery shopping... sometimes Chin Dinner gets pushed waaayyyyy back. I might be waiting till 9PM or later before it hits the plate and my tummy...
For those of you who aren't in the know (and I'd like to know who that is because, you're either new to the program or you're not paying attention to the program) Chin Dinner takes place nightly and is the ultimate in Chin dining. I don't think Dear ol' Dad invented it but he has taken a long time to study it and make it the event it currently has become. Dad is the Head Chef of the Chin Dinner institutue of Fine Dining.
Chin Dinner is a meat (normally chicken), a veggie (normally peas or green beans) and a grain (normally rice or pasta) boiled with/or without a beef bullion cube until cooked. Then Dad lets it cool on the stove until the grain absorbs the flavored water. Dad mixes ground beef, fish, pork and chicken... adds sweet potatoes, potatoes and, sometimes, other treats.
I hate it when Chin dinner is late. I can become very vocal when I don't get my dinner on time. I've been known to bark, woo, scratch the stove, dig on Dad's leg, sit and stare, punch Dad in the eye (only once... by accident... or so everyone thinks). Its all I can do to hang on until its served. I'm down to fur and bone by the time 9 rolls around. After all, all I've had is kibble, snacks, bites of Dad's dinner, dinner leftovers and whatever I find on the floor. HOW IS THAT SUPPOSED TO TIDE ME OVER?
Finn and I are the only ones who get Chin Dinner... after all, it is called CHIN DINNER and we are the chosen ones. Well, I am the chosen one and he gets a free ride by breed assoication. Loki and the Bitty do not get Chin Dinner unless we "throw them a bone" and don't eat our entire meal. This happens just about NEVER o'clock... but the Bitty is a sneak and will likely weasle her fat way into the end of the meal most nights. Loki, being a dingus, never gets much more than a butt chewing from Dad.
So, here we are at 9:45 and its not even on the plate yet. Dad is finishing up the last couple sentences of today's Sophie Sez and then he PROMISES, its off to the kitchen. If not... it might be another scratch on the leg, bark in the ear, punch in the eye or something more drastic!!! Never stand between a Chin and her dinner... just saying.
In closing, I'd like to say "PUT DOWN THE LAPTOP OLD MAN AND MAKE MY DINNER, DAMN IT!!"
Love ya all,
Sophie
For those of you who aren't in the know (and I'd like to know who that is because, you're either new to the program or you're not paying attention to the program) Chin Dinner takes place nightly and is the ultimate in Chin dining. I don't think Dear ol' Dad invented it but he has taken a long time to study it and make it the event it currently has become. Dad is the Head Chef of the Chin Dinner institutue of Fine Dining.
Chin Dinner is a meat (normally chicken), a veggie (normally peas or green beans) and a grain (normally rice or pasta) boiled with/or without a beef bullion cube until cooked. Then Dad lets it cool on the stove until the grain absorbs the flavored water. Dad mixes ground beef, fish, pork and chicken... adds sweet potatoes, potatoes and, sometimes, other treats.
I hate it when Chin dinner is late. I can become very vocal when I don't get my dinner on time. I've been known to bark, woo, scratch the stove, dig on Dad's leg, sit and stare, punch Dad in the eye (only once... by accident... or so everyone thinks). Its all I can do to hang on until its served. I'm down to fur and bone by the time 9 rolls around. After all, all I've had is kibble, snacks, bites of Dad's dinner, dinner leftovers and whatever I find on the floor. HOW IS THAT SUPPOSED TO TIDE ME OVER?
Finn and I are the only ones who get Chin Dinner... after all, it is called CHIN DINNER and we are the chosen ones. Well, I am the chosen one and he gets a free ride by breed assoication. Loki and the Bitty do not get Chin Dinner unless we "throw them a bone" and don't eat our entire meal. This happens just about NEVER o'clock... but the Bitty is a sneak and will likely weasle her fat way into the end of the meal most nights. Loki, being a dingus, never gets much more than a butt chewing from Dad.
So, here we are at 9:45 and its not even on the plate yet. Dad is finishing up the last couple sentences of today's Sophie Sez and then he PROMISES, its off to the kitchen. If not... it might be another scratch on the leg, bark in the ear, punch in the eye or something more drastic!!! Never stand between a Chin and her dinner... just saying.
In closing, I'd like to say "PUT DOWN THE LAPTOP OLD MAN AND MAKE MY DINNER, DAMN IT!!"
Love ya all,
Sophie