Wish You Were There Wednesday

Since winter seems to have returned for a fair number of peeps across the US and cooler temps are forecast for us at the Ranch over the next few days, how about a nice sunny location to warm the heart if not the bones?

Here’s a view from the beach in Mazatlán (near the Gold Coast area) that might fill that bill. I don’t know about you, but I felt better and warmer just recalling that sunny day where the people were smiling, the beer was tasty and the food was delicious after an afternoon of snorkeling.

From the patio of Pablo's, Mazatlán

From the patio of Pablo’s, Mazatlán

Where would you like to be today to warm up? Happy Hump Day!

Live, love, bark! ❤

Mount Rushmore Monday

Happy President's Day

Happy President’s Day

26137ca7ed56833dedf15fc4fd22f728Today is a “howliday” in the US and for many, it’s part of a long weekend. But today and tomorrow Sam and I will be working at the hospital which can only mean one thing. There’ll be a seal in my bathroom. And then, lots of hugs and tail wags.

What are you be doing on this “howliday?”

Lie, love, bark!

 

 

Mother Hubbard’s Cupboard

We all know Sam had a good time at the K-Oss Pawty with his new fur-iend, Anne. When he came home (past his curfew I might add) he kept reminding me about all the terrific treats there and began guilting me into making more treats for he and Elsa. “Ok, ok I said. I’ll make some more treats.” Seeing his hang-dog look and hearing those heavy dog sighs every time he walked past this sight made me realize how truly mistreated he is. NOT! but that’s another story.

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I have been trying to get Sam to eat more veggies and fruits as long as I can remember, both of which he has soundly rejected. A few chews and then he spits them out into a mushy spot on the floor. The little Ninja Hoover aka Elsa, however is more than happy to gobble up any blueberry, apple slice, peas or green beans offered and it’s made Sam reconsider his limited thinking on those kinds of foodables. Now he sits patiently while I dole out those healthy snacks so I wanted to find a recipe that might have apples or applesauce. A quick check of the ole pantry showed a nice jar of unsweetened organic applesauce so I was off to the races…otherwise known as the Google Oracle to find a recipe. It contains peanut butter, oats and applesauce. A few minutes with the KitchenAid and Voilà! A new favorite is born. From this…

'Pawnut-Applesauce' Treats

‘Pawnut’ Butter-Applesauce Treats

To this…in no time!

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For those of you interested in the recipe, Sam wanted me to share it so all his fur-iends could enjoy this tasty treat.

‘Pawnut’ Butter ~ Applesauce Treats

3 cups whole wheat flour
2 cups pick-cook oats
1 cup ‘pawnut’ butter (Xylitol free please)
1 cup unsweetened organic applesauce
1 tsp. baking powder
1/4 to 1/2 cup olive oil or coconut oil (I used 1/2 cup of coconut oil)

Instructions

Preheat oven to 350ºF. Mix all ingredients well but don’t over mix. Knead the dough on lightly floured surface (if dough is too loose or crumbly, you can add more coconut or olive oil). Roll to about 1/4 inch thick and cut into shapes with cookie cutters. You can also make small double balls if you don’t want to use any cutters, they’ll be fine, just not as cute as a paw or bone shape). Place on cookie sheet approximately 1/2 inch apart. Bake for 25 minutes or until lightly browned. Cool and serve. Store in airtight container in fridge for up to a couple of weeks.

Easy-peasy. Your fur-ball will love ’em and you’ll love knowing they are eating something tasty and healthy. Just don’t let them guilt you into too many. That hang-dog look only goes so far.

Live, love, bark! ❤

Blogville’s K9 K-oss Pawty~2017

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Sam here [again]. Mom said I could post about Blogville’s K-9 K-Oss Pawty. I was going to go as a stag dog, but then little Anne from over at Marty the Manx’s caught my eye and she agreed to accompany me. Is she just the cutest little bundle of fur ever??

I’ve been practicing my dance steps with my 2-left footed mom and I hope I don’t step on Anne’s paws. Do you think she’ll dance with me? Oooh, I sure hope so. I got spiffed up just for her. You think she’ll like my attire? I wonder how my dog breath is? Oh gosh, I’m just so nervous!!

Are you attending the K-9 K-Oss Pawty?

Live, love, bark!

Monday Musings ~ February 13, 2017

Sam here, wishing effuryone a Happy Valentine’s Day tomorrow. Mom, Elsa and me hope you get to spend time with your special loved ones. My little sister had a mini-seizure last Friday so we’ve been keeping eyes on her. Mom was able to stem it quickly with some medication the vet sent her home with 4 weeks ago in case she had another episode. Luckily, it was a very minor one and she returned to her normal annoying self very quickly, without her usual reboot. Once mom was convinced she was ok, she began working on some projects she had been planning for us fur-kids.

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We ‘snoopervised’ in the studio as mom drew up patterns and then sewed some  new stuffies from spare scraps she had lying around. I haven’t played with them yet, but Elsa seems jazzed about them, especially the Gingerbread Guy. Naturally, they’ve joined the rest of the migrating hooves and toys. What is it about her that makes her do that? She’s been barking at him just before she ambushes plays with him which is a good sign she likes him. So far I haven’t heard any screaming so I guess he’s ok, but he’s on his own as far as I’m concerned.

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While these guys are nice and all, I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do with them. I think I’ll sleep on it, maybe it’ll come to me in a dream. I mean, the Gingerbread dude doesn’t even have any buttons for eyes that I can chew off. What kind of lame toy is that for a self-respecting wuss stuffie killer like me?!

Do you have any special plans for the loves of your life? I’m hoping mom bakes us some yummy treats. Mother Hubbard’s cupboard the treat bin is pretty darn bare. The dog bones she sewed aren’t nearly as tasty as they ones she bakes.

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Live, love, bark!