This morning was a normal 5:00 a.m. wake-up. Amore lumbered by at her usual time of 4:55 a.m. to press wet wake up doggy kisses on my cheek. Not to be outdone, Dolce barreled in between Amore and the side of the bed to ensure her share of early morning love. Like clock-work, the girls followed me through my morning ritual of getting ready for work, eagerly anticipating breakfast once I was finished. About 10 minutes in, Gordita arrived from her night-time-hidey-hole to loudly scratch at the bottom of the bathroom door, determined to be let in to join the party. The three quietly lazed about, each curled up in their own special spot on the floor, still waking up to their full potential for the day to come. One by one, they took turns in giving me good morning hugs. Amore likes to put her front paws on the counter next to me so she can rub her muzzle up against me, receiving a rub in return. Gordita jumps from the rim of the tub to the sink counter and weaves her quiet way softly over hair brushes and toothpaste to leap onto my shoulder, liking to nuzzle my neck for a few minutes before I set her back down, and Dolce loves to push her way through from behind your legs to get her ears scratched. About the time I’m ready for some hot coffee, Amore and Dolce have fully woken up and are ready for their own breakfast.
We all headed out to the kitchen, Dolce in the lead as Gordita sprinted between dog paws and dog tails to reach a safe haven under the kitchen table, ready to watch the breakfast festivities. I performed the routine procedure of filling their dishes with their kibbles and bit of water before making the two sit. Both Amore and Dolce have learned to sit quickly down on their honches, knowing I won’t place the feed bowl down until they have earned it. Side by side, they immediately dove into their respective dog bowls, slurps and crunches and the rattle of the tin bowl, the only noises heard. Once I gave them their chow, I grabbed a flashlight and walked up the drive to retrieve the newspaper. About the time I get back to the house, the girls are usually just finishing up. Sometimes one will polish off their meal ahead of the other, sometimes they clean their bowls at the same time, but always, once finished, they wander over to where I’m sitting with the paper for a little love. Until this morning…..
This morning the little bitches got into a cat fight! For 4 1/2 years, Amore and Dolce have happily enjoyed their meals together, shoulder to shoulder. They have their own dog bowls, nestled in a raised double-panned stand – Dolce’s on the right, Amore’s right next door on the left. For over four years, they have received the same portions, the same food, at the same time. Dolce is always the first to sit. Amore is always first to dig in. And, this morning the two big babies started a fight over the last nibble! It’s typical for Amore to finish her meal first and Dolce to lap up her’s in a close second. Today, Amore unwisely decided to see what was left in Dolce’s bowl and gobbled up what was there before Dolce could. War broke out in the middle of the kitchen with snarls, growls, raised paws and big fangs barred. I’ve always been told to never get in the middle of a dog fight – with a long-handled broom, I swatted the behind of the closest dog to me, allowing a distracted mutt to cease-fire.
Talk about a little early morning excitement, their loud and contested dispute brought Malcolm running into the kitchen from a sound slumber to see me taking my last wallop with the broom and Amore slinking off to her corner to lick her pride. Suffice to say, this evening their feed bowls were separated and the broom was kept handy.
Fat & Sassy French Toast
So good, you’ll fight over the last piece!
- 8-10 slices day-old bread, crusts removed
- 16 oz. cream cheese, cut into cubes
- 3 cups of sliced fruit i.e., bananas, strawberries, raspberries
- 12 large eggs
- 2 cups milk
- 1/3 cup brown sugar
Grease a 13 x 9 inch baking pan. Lay 4-5 slices of bread on bottom of pan, then top with cream cheese cubes and sliced fruit. Top with the rest of the bread slices and set aside. Beat together eggs, milk and brown sugar and pour over bread. Cover pan with plastic wrap and refrigerate overnight.
Preheat over to 350 degrees. Remove plastic wrap from pan and bake for 40 minutes or until top layer of bread of lightly golden brown.
Serve with additional warmed maple syrup if desired.