In a recent post I stated that I didn’t cook for the dog. This isn’t exactly “cooking.”
Kongs are wonderful things. They have red ones for moderate chewers, and black ones for serious chewers. Zoe eats frozen solid raw food so is of the serious variety.
She now has five Kongs. With a knife, I insert about 1T peanut butter into the large hole in the bottom, and freeze solid. When we both leave the house, Zoe gets fresh water and a frozen Kong in her crate.
On weekends, she waits impatiently for us to leave to go to lunch and a movie. She runs into her crate eager to eat her peanut butter Kong or what we call a “doggie popsicle.”
She used to be left with full run of the place, but a couple of years ago, she had a friend over. I took them out for a walk, then left them for eight minutes while I walked the neighbor’s dog.
During my brief absence. they flipped the privacy deadbolt (no key on the outside) and locked me out. No cell phone…. I went down to the office to tell them I was locked out and they offered me a key. Then I said “no, you don’t understand” and awaited the inevitable laugh.
It took a maintence man three hours to get me back in, finally drilling a three-inch hole and inserting an extra deadbolt with a key on the outside. We’re the only unit with two-keyed entry.
That’s why Zoe is crated, but the PBK’s assure that crating is not doggie jail.
Hope you’re having a great weekend. Dee
Cooking with Dee 