As you know, I'm a dog.
Dogs, as a rule, will eat almost anything.
Almost.
Personally, I don't like rice cakes. I realize that that statement implies that I've been offered and have tried to eat a rice cake at some point. Which I have. *shudder*
Rice cakes would be okay if they were made of cooked rice, with egg or kibble or something with flavor mixed in. J eats them toasted with lowfat peanutbutter, honey, and wheat germ. I think she should just get a spoon, mix the honey with the peanutbutter, and have at it.
But I'm a dog. I don't need the spoon...or the honey. I'm not wild about the low fat part of the peanutbutter. I'll eat it anyway, though. In fact, she just shoved the last bite of her rice cake into my sterile bone. I don't think this counts as giving me scraps because I'm in no way tempted to scour the ground for rice cakes. I'll eat it, though, since it's covered in peanutbutter.
Gotta try to enjoy the little things. Even if they're sitting on a rice cake. *sigh*
Cosmo
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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