This is a dog tale of how just a little spice goes a long way.
Chef Winston (my story)
I was once a wild and free pup! Nothing could tame me! However, the threat of loneliness at night from the long days of prowling the wild could bring me down at times. One day I decided it was time. I found myself a man with tasty treats offering me a ride in his van. It had been a long day and my feet needed a rest. As well, maybe this human will become part of my family?
I guess not, he, without adieu, dropped me off to a hotel with many of my long lost kin. Thankfully, my stay was short and did not consume all of my points. Then one day, I found my humans and they were sweet. They came with sweet pets and love. I decided to take them in and make myself a home.
My Humans, Oh How They Try
My humans try, oh how they do. But did they know how to cook before me, defintely not. See what happens when they come into the (my) kitchen!
Thankfully, they learn quickly. And now can make meals on occasion when my paws are too rough.
My Step-dog Needs a Little more Help than the Average Duck
Ugh, my step-dog. thankfully he is quite cute and faithful, otherwise it would be a hard bargain to keep him around. Him, I have had to expend most of my patience on a daily basis. See what he does when left to himself?? What madness!?!
But, in the end, he does do his best to listen and now appreciates my cooking. Just need to keep a firm hand on the reins with this one.
My Human Pup in Training
Oh my humans, they are hard enough to train. But, the human pup!, that is another story. She is sweet and loves it when I draw near. Thus, some work has been done to keep her happy when the humans struggle/
It just takes a little spice and things taste much better.
Walking is a Requirement, Not a Luxury
My primary humans think walking is a want, not a need. Oh are they wrong. Thanfully, I have an occasional human that deserves all the love.
Its a tough neightborhood and a warm touch is needed
My new neighborhood is not the same as the wilds. Many things present themselves differently. For one, creatures knew what to eat in the wild and didn’t need to be told. Dogs living with humans somehow forget? All I did was try telling these folks of a recipe recipe.
Woof, a lot of hard work running and cooking at the same time. But a good meal can turn any frown upside down as you can see.
