dogsviewpoint.com/blog

I’m talking about the real stuff–not what you see advertised as bacon. I can tell the difference, and Hilde and Kasha can, too. Wooly, though, he doesn’t care what it is as long as it is food. If mom or dad gives him any sort of food at all, he will eat it. He even eats vegetables–any kind. I, on the other hand, am very picky about my snacks (although I do eat raw carrots sometimes).

Generally, I only want to eat Milk Bones (the flavored kind). It is just boring to snack on the exact same thing every day. How would you like it?

Therefore, when mom tells me we’re going to have bacon with our supper, I know it is the real thing and not a fake bacon-flavor thing for after supper.

If you haven’t told your parents you want the real thing (you do this by not eating the fake bacon-flavored thing), then you should. Freshly cooked is always better!

Tags: real bacon

This entry was posted on Wednesday, April 29th, 2009 at 11:21 pm and is filed under Dogs. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.