We have found the perfect human meal to share with dogs \u2013 raclette. Oh are we happy dogs. Our humans have, two nights running sat down to have raclette. For the uninitiated it is a Swiss way of cooking. You have special cheese that you melt at the table and a hot stone that can cook things as you want them. We love it as it involves Mum and Dad having thin slices of steak that they cook as they\u2019re ready.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Picture the scene \u2013 three dogs enjoying the smell of steak cooking over an extended period. The scent of melted cheese on the air. Mum did some carrot too, so we were all happy. Basically the whole thing is a begging dog\u2019s paradise \u2013 unless said dog is on a diet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mum got all excited that this is a long weekend. She thought that she and Dad could have three glorious days where he wasn\u2019t working. What she had forgotten was that as Dad is working with people in Switzerland and this is not a Swiss bank holiday, he wasn\u2019t going to have the day off. So today is a non-bank holiday on our house and instead we are looking forward to Thursday next week, which oddly is a bank holiday \u2013 although not in England! I\u2019m wondering if I could put in a bid for another raclette.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m spoiled for choice on what dog food to have at the moment. Aristotle changed his food and Mum had only just stocked up on his. She doesn\u2019t want to have lots of bags of dog food to move when we sell the house, so she\u2019s asked me to eat them. I\u2019m game, or at least I was until she said it would be instead of my usual food and not as well as. How do I make a decision like that? It is actually even worse than that as it is higher in fat than what I have been eating so Mum is giving me less. This doesn\u2019t feel like quite the win I thought it was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wilma<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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