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Showing posts with label snack. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snack. Show all posts
Friday, July 25, 2014
Furry Friday: Pretty Boy Snacking
It's no secret that Riley loves to eat, or hang out in Jayson's room, or do both at the same time. We do limit snacks in the baby's room however, we're not a huge fan of food upstairs on the carpet. With that being said, here are some recent shots of Riley sitting pretty in Jayson's room, drawn to something out the window. I'm also sharing a video of Riley and his best bud sharing snacks after daycare. It started when Jayson was using a walker. Jayson would purposely drop food down for Riley and Riley, stupidly, would be willing to risk being run over for the snack. It progressed to feeding him from his high chair (Riley puts his front paws on the bottom rung to reach whatever treat Jayson is dangling over the side). Now that Jayson is walking, Jayson realizes Riley will follow him all over the house for a treat and will occasionally stop to sit down and hand feed him whatever goodies are in his snack cup. This has become a daily ritual. Too cute.
Labels:
food mongrel,
Furry Friday,
Jayson Xavier,
pretty boy,
Riley Chance,
snack,
snack buddies
Friday, July 1, 2011
Furry Friday: Crack & Manners
I cannot believe my mind has been so boggled with boat debacles (say that ten times fast) that I almost forgot to post a Furry Friday post. I must admit yesterday I didn't win dog-mother of the year award. Justin and I spent most of the evening out working on the boat in preparation for this weekend so Riley didn't get a lot of one-on-one time. He forgave me though when I gave him a Dentastix. I don't know what it is about them, but those things are like crack to him. He'll whine and beg and persistently stand by the pantry doors until we humans catch on and give him one for snack. I try to give him one a day. On a side note, I think they keep him regular.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Hearing Voices
My three thirty p.m. inner monologue:
“Oh my gawwwd I’m starving!! I wonder what’s in the vending machine…”
“No, you don’t need anything. You’ve got an hour until you head home.”
“Mmmm… can’t wait to go home. What’s for dinner? I’m hungry.”
“Just drink some more water, you’ll be fine.”
“Ugggh, water. So not as appetizing as a bag of chips right about now.”
“Ugggh, water. So not as appetizing as a bag of chips right about now.”
“But now I have a headache. Maybe I should go get something…”
<<insert stomach grumble here>>
“It has been proven that dehydration can simulate hunger pains, have more water.”
“But I only had a salad today for lunch...”
“OMG – will you shut up already, you have no self control!”
Labels:
addict,
granola bar,
inner monologue,
Pavlov's Dog,
snack,
starving,
three thirty
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