Last night I whipped up a batch of Pumpkin dog treats and let me tell you, they were a HUGE hit around this house. Even Chumley gobbled them! Here are the boys enjoying some pumpkin spice batter straight off the wooden spoon. See? There can be pockets of harmony in this house after all.
Wrigs and I will be making deliveries this weekend (dressed as pumpkins) to all our special dog friends. And Bridget, if you're reading this, can you hear who I have playing in the background? He makes baking Oh so much fun!
Remember those pockets of harmony I spoke of? Well they never last very long. Here was the scene later in the evening at dinner...
Poor Chum's paws were red and raw. And if Wrig's face wasn't covered in fur I'm sure he'd be black and blue.