Leg of Lamb is the Cheese!
My mom’s the greatest! Yesterday for dinner I got my usual bowl of mush with some weird tasting orange stuff. THEN, she took me outside and (after the ritual acrobatics that I’m so bored with — come on, can’t you do better than “sit”. I’m so tired of that one) gave me this bone with lots of meat on it.
She talked about it being lamb. I don’t even care — I just know it was soooo gooood. I took it over to my spot in the bushes (I think Mom took a picture so you can see where I eat sometimes) and chewed on it for a long time. Then, I got ready for something else and decided to bury it. But WHERE???
Ok, it has to be someplace secret and I didn’t want anybody watching so I trotted around the yard for a long time looking for the best secret spot. Found it, and buried it. Will come back later for more.
Then this morning I dug it up (and I dug a couple other holes in the yard too. Can you blame me? The sprinkler guy came and fixed a bunch of the sprinklers and left really soft dirt. It just doesn’t get any better than digging in soft dirt) and worked on it some more. There was still some meat on it. Man, heaven!
I hope I get more of those lamb legs. They’re great, even if I do have to keep going back outside when I bring it in to chew it on the carpet. That’s the sacrifice I guess.
I’m a dog — and what a great life!!
Lacey