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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Food for thought..and fussing


What's great about dogs is they are happy as a clam to eat the same thing day after day with no complaint. Cats, too, though I know that for some felines can be fussy. But The Boss, he has to make comments. I'm a good cook, but sometimes when I try something a bit new, like cabbage seasoned with an exotic spice like CARAWAY seeds, he pokes around saying, "what's those black things in there," or "I don't like it, it has some kind of FUNNY taste." I guess he's more like a dog than I thought, because he'd be happy with a meatloaf Monday and a turkey Tuesday. A way to a man's heart isn't always his stomach, but for a dog, it surely is! So, I think when it comes to something new, men want it in other rooms besides the kitchen!

This morning, we ran through a usual "Groundhog Day" discussion. I'm feeding the dogs who appreciate my kitchen skills, and he says, "I'll make the coffee, then get the paper." I say, "NO, I'll make the coffee while you get the paper."

You see, he thinks I make it too strong and I think he makes it to weak. My argument (and I am always right) is that he can ADD water to his cup to weaken it, but what am I supposed to do to beef up his watery, weak brew? I wouldn't have dogs if I had to discuss every dish with them as to why it is the way it is, but with Boss's you have to explain everything!

So who gives YOU the most trouble when it comes to food (or coffee?)

Picture above is of Peanut ON my kitchen counter. I had moved furniture out of the living room to make way for the new furniture and had the ottoman up against the counter. Not one to miss a food opportunity, he jumps up to see what delicacies might be hidden beside the bread. The Boss would have had a stroke had he been there to see that! And I'd have brought him to with a REAL cup of coffee!

posted by Sandy at 2/21/2007 06:08:00 AM

14 Comments:

Blogger Adrienne said...

I really can't say much on this topic as I don't do hardly any cooking. As I said before my Hubby loves to cook. I can cook and on occasion when Hubby is burned out from cooking I will take over. Lately I'm the one with cooking complaints. I was sick to the point of being put in the hospital back in November. Since then I've had to be careful about what I eat; low sodium, minimal caffeine. I have also developed an allergy to soy and iodine. Let me tell you how bad that sucks! You don't realize how many of the foods you eat have that in them until you can't have it. On the flip side, Hubby can't bake to save his life. He screws up box brownies. Anytime he wants cookies or a cake, I make it. So I guess things equal out in the end. As for coffee, we buy the pre-measured stuff so there can be no argument.

By far the pickiest eater I have is Jazzy cat. I have bought just about every brand of cat food there is to find one he likes; from the cheap crap to the expensive organic. The winner is Science Diet! Now the vet wants Jazzy to gain weight, but he’s not a fan of canned food. Any ideas on what to feed him to gain weight?

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 8:45:00 AM  
Blogger Shannon said...

Hmmm.. wish my pooch and kitties(and ME!) had that problem Adrienne, we are all over-weight and need to lose a few! Jazzy likes science diet? I did try that once and I think my cats were plotting to kill me. They absolutely hated it and just would not leave me alone. Meowing, pawing at me, trying to wind around my legs and trip me...I finally went back to plain old meow mix and they were happy. None of my pets are really picky. My boxer Harley will eat just about anything-especially if I am eating it. She knows I am going to give her the last little nibble of anything I have. Yesterday she ate a spoonful of yogurt.

Sandy, completely off topic but I noticed from the picture that we have the same cabinets-tho yours look much shinier than mine. My hubby would have an absolute stroke if he saw the dog on the counter. He gets so mad at the cats when they jump up. We have tried the squirt bottle but it doesn't seem to bother them enought to keep them down. We have a free standing pantry and our girls will be lazy and leave the door open. Harley loves when this happens as she can just pick and choose whatever she wants from the bottom 2 shelves. One day I came home to find that she had gotten out a jar of peanut butter, chewed the top off and licked the jar almost clean. I can tell you that she might like PB-but it does not agree with her.....

When my hubby is home he always makes the coffee. I agree with you Sandy, tell the boss to add some water to his. I am lucky that we agree on the coffee. I am a spit-fire fightin woman when it comes to my coffee. This past year for Christmas he got me one of those coffe makers that has a timer and grinds the beans and does the whole deal while you sleep. Problem is it sounds like someone is using a drill in the kitchen everytime it starts up. Even tho it happens every morning at 5 it is still enough to scare the sh*t out of me and all the animals. Oh well, he left again today so I might cut that baby off and go back to my one cup model.

I need some advice ya'll! I am watching my daughters rat terrier "Petie". He is about 14 months old and neutered. I take him outside to potty on a leash and he wants to do nothing but root around and find rabbit poop to eat. He races around sniffing and digging like a maniac but wont poop. After about 10 minutes of this we come into the house and he will then eventually sneak and poop on the floor. I am so frustrated with him, He doesn't pee in the house and will do that outside. He seems so pre-occupied with his poop search that he can't concentrate on his own pooping. I would appreciate any advice !

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 10:22:00 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

Sandy, like you I am a good cook and I love it! I even cook real meals for myself when Jon is out of town. I'm lucky that Jon isn't picky and likes everything I cook. I am always trying new recipes and making new ones up. My family keeps wanting me to write a cookbook and I keep saying I will so gonna do that one day. Jon makes the coffeee most of the time when he's home and he is the one who likes his stronger than me. And I do the same thing as tyou tell the Boss Sandy, I just add water when it's too strong for me.
Adrienne, I too watch my sodium since I'm on B/P med. You ahve to read all the nutritional labels. Most boxed foods have a lot of sodium so can't use them often. My pickiest eater is Courtney. My girls get a teaspoon of canned food 9 Live, or Whiskas, sometimes Fancy Feast in the morning for breakfast and one in the evening for dinner. That is thier treat food. Courtney only eats about a pea size of it so Brittany and Penelope get what she leaves. even thuogh it isn't a lot. They were on Hills Prescription for years, R/D for the bigger ones and W/D for Penelope. A few months ago we switched to Eukanuba weight control for Courtney and Britany and the Low Residue for Penelope cause she has IBS. Then I decided to try that new Iams Multi cat formula that is supposed to work with whatever metabolisim your cat has. I don't see how it can make Courtney lose weight and Brittany and Penelope maintain thiers but they say it does. I'll let ya'll know if it works.
All three girls jump on the counters, island and table but Penelope is the worst one when it comes to jumping up on the island when I'm cooking or making a sandwich. She knows she'll get a few tiny bites so up she comes. I put her down and she comes right back. We go through this a dozen times so takes me awhile to make things. I try to keep them off because my stove top is there too and I don't want them near that. It is a constant battle.
Shannon the other day a flyer came in the paper for the Pet Center and it advertized "Potty Mouth" and it's for dogs who eat thier own poop. I don't know if it would keep them from eating cat or rabbit poop but you would think so. I don't have any advise about petie not wanting to poop ouotside, the rabbit poop must be confusing him and he is marking his his teritory inside. Good luck!
Hey everyone, by now I'm sure you have all heard about our unit ( 160th ) losing the 5 guys so please add thier families to you prayers for peace and comfort!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 11:31:00 AM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Oh Sandy!! I am so with you on this one. My Sweetie is like your Boss as far as new or different food goes. God forbid I make something he's not had before. It gets these strange looks and he pokes at it.... Geez, like I'm going to feed him something bad for goodness sake! The first time I made red beans and rice with sausage, I thought he was going to have a coniption. He loves it now, but that first time it was like "WHAT IS THATTTTT?" And for Christmas dinner, I can't make any fancy casserole type dishes. Has to be plain veggies. I have the most wonderful corn casserole recipe. Nope! Gotta have can corn. Same with green bean casserole. No homemade dressing either, has to be plain ole stuffing.

What is the deal with these men???? Help us out here, Dragon. After all, according to YOU, us women belong in the kitchen, so I say that whatever we make should never be questioned. Since that is our area of expertise, our word is law. Right???

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 12:12:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Oh my Gosh, we are talking sh*t again today! Sorry but I have no experience in dogs eating bunny poop. I am guessing that Petie is a rabbit hunter by nature so you may not have any luck getting his nose elsewhere while in the yard. I would suggest taking him on a walk down the street to get his nose in a different direction. Then maybe he will make deposits for you. Be sure to take along a Wal-Mart bag for clean-ups on isle 3…

Hubby does not drink my coffee. I make it too weak and use decaf. He gets to work early so he can make the coffee in the office. He does not drink coffee on weekends and I don’t drink coffee everyday so this is not a big deal for us. When we have guest’s over, I let them make the “real” coffee. They all know my stuff is nothing more then colored water!

Okay on the food thing. My girls like their “indoor cat” chow but Sheba begs for people food like crazy. As I type this, she is sticking her nose in my left over heated up pizza slice! You would think that cat is starving but I am guessing this comes from her days of living in the woods. The girls are not allowed up on top of anything that our butts don’t go on except for the computer desk, (it faces a window and they bird watch as I type) a small table in the sun room and the bathroom sinks. I don’t know why I let them up on the sinks but they just love to help daddy shave and mommy put on make-up. I guess it is cute to me so they get away with that one. Well, hubby has started something new with his Sheba. She now insists he turn the water faucet on a trickle so she can get a fresh drink of water! Every time we go into the bathroom, she flies in the door and up on the sink and stares at the sink then who ever is in the room with her until we turn on the water! She acts like a drug crazed addict! I can’t wait until she does this to my parents when they visit us in early March! They are aware because I sent them a picture of this act yesterday. I will pass it along to Sandy if she deems it post-able…

Pam,
We picked up the stuff for the cornbread so we will try it today! And yes, May God Bless all of our troops near and far!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 12:35:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Stacey,
I am lucky as hubby and I both love to cook and try new things. Hard to believe I was a real picky eater as a child! We get in the kitchen together and make up stuff all the time. Only problem with this is we come up with some great things we cannot duplicate because we just throw a little of this and little of that in so we do not have recipes and have no idea how we made it! I have a great knack at turning left over’s into a new meal also. A little tweak here and there and Viola, a brand new meal!

I must agree with you Stacey, if I cook it, you will eat it or cook yourself. Same thing with yard work, I like it done my way (picky-picky) and not hubby’s way so he usually stays out of my yard work. I am too much like my daddy with that one… I love it when we get compliments on the yard and hubby says thank you! All I have to do is look at him and he is quick to let everyone know, I do the yard work. Dad always compliments the Saint (dad calls hubby the saint for putting up with my sh*t, so he will become the saint with y’all now) on his great yard work and then chuckles because he knows darn well that I do the yard work and take pride in it just as he does at his house… Anything to try and get Baby Girls tail feathers ruffled… I was raised with tough love y’all….

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 12:49:00 PM  
Blogger Adrienne said...

Shannon, Are you implying that I might be spoiled? B/C you would be right. My Mattie thinks she is too good to go poop outside. What we did to break her of this was put a leash on her in the house and keep her with us until she went outside. It's really annoying to have the dog tied to you like that, but it works. Mattie wouldn't think about pooping in front of anyone. She has to find a quiet corner where no one can watch. So putting her on a leash worked. Then about 20 minutes later I would take her out again. If she went out side she could then be in the house without the leash for a couple of hours. Than we would repeat the process again. I used to raise rabbits and I have never had a dog that wouldn't eat the poop. I don't know what it is about it, but they all love it.

As for cats and water, Jazzy loves water as long as he's not in it. He likes running water and will paw at it. If I take a bath he will sit on the edge of the tub and lick water off my arm. He fell in once but that wasn't enough to stop him from doing it again.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 1:21:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Adrienne,
Skeeter use to sit on the tub and paw at bubbles during a bubble bath. One time he slipped in with me and to this day the Saint thinks I knocked him in the tub with me. Hellooooo a cat with back claws that hates water and a naked body! He says cats don’t fall. They do when on a wet slippery porcelain tub!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 1:37:00 PM  
Blogger Daisylouu said...

Shannon, the best thing would be to tie up the dog and keep him confined to a small area (without poop) and the key is AS SOON AS he creates his own poopie outside, immediately bring him in. Eventually he will get the idea that outside is for poopie!

Cats and water. My perfect cat, Sassy, used to get in the tub with my daughter. My cat, Lily now loves to sit between shower curtains while we get a shower. But it is funny in a sad way how a cat reacts when they slip in the water! Beware of the claws!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 3:09:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter, as you and I were talking the cooking thing, how we both throw things together like that? Well the lst few times I've done that with a new recipe I have been writing it down as I throw it in so I will remember what I did. It helps, try it.
On this water subject, our sweet Tiger used to love drinking from the faucet but especially from a glass, it was so cute!
Brittany and Courtney started getting on the edge of the tub when they were still reay young and both got thier first bath becasue they fell in my oily bubble bath water. Courtney no longer is interested in coming around the bath tub but it didn't stop Brittany. Brittany also likes to sit and wait for us whie we shower then sometimes she goes in and plays with the drops of water on the showere curtain.
Penelope is obsessed with water in the kitchen sink when it's running. She comes running every time you turn it on. She doesn't are about drinking it, just watching it. I have seen her sit and look down the drain for ten minutes after the water stopped. Weird huh?
Adrienne too bad you didn't think to package the rabbit logs, label them Rabbit Ribbons and sell them as doggie treats,ha. Just kidding.Wonder what the appeal is?

Skeeter, wet back and scared fallen cat with back claws, owch!!!!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 4:20:00 PM  
Blogger dragon said...

Sandy, wifey pooh can adequately fix my coffee now, but I had to teach her. I like my coffee medium strength with 5 red hots in the cup to give it a subtle cinnamon flavor and 1 cube of ice so that I don’t burn my lips. Dragon’s lips are very sensitive.

Miss Stacey, wifey pooh belongs in the kitchen because one day she will get it right. I, unlike your Sweetie, am not a picky eater. Men just like good food. We don’t want a science experiment that hasn’t been tested yet. We are not guinea pigs. I do not like burnt toast. Wifey pooh has the hardest time achieving this simple little task. I’ve never seen anybody in my life that can burn toast. I am always open to good, new food. There are certain foods that I absolutely cannot eat. Like pickles and mustard. These will make me puke. Not saying they are bad, I just can’t eat them.

And, unlike wifey pooh, I am a gourmet cook. I always end up fixing our breakfast on the weekends. I fix a most outstanding omelet for wifey pooh, or fried eggs. Whatever she wants. My number one goal in life is to make her happy. Just the other day, I told wifey pooh about my fabulous breakfast I made for myself while she was gone on one of her Saturday excursions. Scrambled eggs with ham and cheese, homemade hash browns with onions topped with pepper jack cheese, and unburnt toast. Wifey pooh’s first words were “You never make me hash browns!!”. So, the following weekend, I made her some hash browns. I got so many praises for how good they were, I started to call Cracker Barrel to see if they wanted the recipe.

Everything wifey pooh makes in the kitchen should be questioned. She will spend two days making mediocre chili. I, on the other hand, can make a pot of chili in two hours that is award winning. I had to teach wifey pooh how to marinate steaks. She’s got it okay by now, and it’s taken three years. I wish wifey pooh was an expert in the kitchen. I noticed in previous posts that you all were talking about cornbread. Well, wifey pooh can’t do much right in the kitchen, but one area that she does wonders with is her cornbread. Wifey pooh’s cornbread is beyond description. Umm umm good.

We usually end up taking a long trip on Thanksgiving to wifey pooh’s family, where her niece also thinks she is a really good cook. Usually all the things that should be hot are cold and the things that should be cold are warm. Thank goodness for ham and green beans, or I would starve. It must run in the family. At least the niece can bake good cake and pie, as opposed to the wifey pooh who can’t bake diddly squat.

Dogs and cats have no choice in what they eat. If they don’t eat what I give them, they go hungry. Period. I’m not mean, evil, cantankerous, etc. But, I am the ruler of my domain and we will not tolerate finicky cats and dogs. If they want to be finicky eaters, they can go mooch off someone else.

And just remember, Miss Stacey, you asked for my opinion. So, you got it! I just love it when the poor pitiful females seek guidance from the all knowing Dragon.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 8:54:00 PM  
Blogger Sandy Britt said...

Stacey, the boss is the same way about casseroles! He wants the meat, the potatoes and the veggies all separated. I think it's because they can't figure out what's IN the casserole and are suspicious! Sometimes he likes a new recipe and why I want him to at least try things. I will get something new, or maybe we're at a restaurant, and I'll say "taste this" and he REFUSES. I want him to taste so if he likes it I can make it, but he's like a spoiled brat and refuses to budge.

I finally got him to LIKE medium rare steak. He used to like it well-done. That's a sin to me! One time we were at Outback and he ordered Prime Rib. When he said he wanted it medium rare, they went on to explain about how pink it would be and that scared him, because they made it sound like it would be raw, so he says well done. I told him you can't order prime rib well done--some restaurants have a notice saying they can't "guarantee" goodness if it's ordered that way. Everyone asked me why I CARED how he ordered it. Because I KNEW he wouldn't like it, then he wouldn't want to go back ever again, blaming the cook and not himself for ordering it overcooked.

Cats on the counter. I think this is a good thing because it forces us to keep things OFF the counter and neater so they don't get into stuff! The Boss hates even a discussion of anything remotely "gross" while eating, while I could talk about the most disgusting things and still shovel it in my face. I can drop something on the floor and eat it too, so I don't understand such pickiness. LOL.

Love the way Dragon says he won't put up wtih finicky cats or dogs when he goes on about how he has to have his stuff just so. MEN. LOL

Thursday, February 22, 2007 6:46:00 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

Food on the floor? There is the the 30 second rule only at our house it's more like 5 minutes,ha.
I am lucky when it coms to Jon eating whatever I make and that makes life easier for me since I'm always making up new recipes.
Now as for the medium rare steak, can't go there! I like medium but I ahve the most sensitive taste buds and olfactory so if meat isn't at least medium all I taste is blood and it makes me sick to my stomach, plus I'm always a bit leery of the rare meat and what I have see it do to people when they get the right germs. It can do a job on you. You can get it from fish too, I got it one time and had to get antibiotis and stay in bed for three days! It was nasty so I am very cautious when it comes to food.
My girls can climb all over our counters because I clean and disinfect them before I cook or put food where they've been. I try to keep them away from the area on the island because of the stove top but the rest is free reign.

Thursday, February 22, 2007 11:58:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Yep Sandy, I caught on to Dragon and his food demands but not so for the cats deal also! Dragon, you are loosing the steam to your nostrils! We now know that you are spoiling wifey-poo with weekend breakfast! Now I must ask. Does Wifey-poo get her breakfast delivered to her in bed??? The Saint use to do that for me back when we lived in an apartment. Since moving into this house 6 years ago, I do not recall getting breakfast in bed!!! What’s with that?

The girls are only allowed on furniture that our butts go on in this house! Well, I do allow a few exceptions to the rule… the sink vanities in the bathroom, one small table in the sunroom that faces the window and a the office desk which faces a window as well… They love to sit in the window ceils and bird watch too…

Okay I am going to tell on you mommy and daddy… Their three cats sit on the kitchen table and paw at your food while you are trying to eat! It is always fun to try to keep Pepper the Maine Coon cat big fat paws out of our plates! I hear that Patches the new kitten is a little monster at dinner time too. Rumor has it they are being locked away in other rooms during dinner! Gotcha mom…. You better get on here and defend yourself…. Tee-hee

Thursday, February 22, 2007 2:11:00 PM  

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Sandy Britt, an animal welfare advocate and volunteer with Clarksville rescue organizations, takes care of three dogs: Zoe, Scooter and Peanut; two cats: Catfish and Tarzan; and one husband, Glen, and according to him she takes care of them in that order.
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