2 schnauzers, 1 blog

Cookies and haircuts

Bertie: We've had a haircut in preparation for seeing Santa next weekend - you have to look smart for your Santa photos.

Oliver: And we conned our hooman into making peanut butter cookies. Yummers.

Bertie: We got the recipe from a lovely someone on swap-bot.com except we didn't have any rolled oats, so we used All Bran. And we put a teaspoon of honey in, because we like honey.

Oliver: My favourites are the ones shaped like birdies. And the hedgehog ones. And the heart, star, doggie, bone and rabbit ones.

Bertie: Sigh: Recipe below.

Peanut Butter Cookies

1 1/2C hot water
1C rolled oats or all bran
2C whole wheat flour
2 tbsp veg. oil
1/2C peanut butter
1 tsp honey

Pour hot water over all bran or oats, cool to lukewarm. stir in oil, honey and PB. Add enough flour to make stiff dough. roll on floured cutting board to 3/8-1/2 in thick. Cut out, bake for 3 hours or so at 180 degrees or until hard and dry.

There's dinner in the garden...and it's going cluck, cluck

Bertie: Sometimes we have visitors in our back yard. They come over from next door, and they make Oliver quiver with excitement.

Oliver: Actually that's my stomach growling so much it's making my whole body shake. How I wish they would stop eating the grass in the back yard and come inside. They could sit in my dinner bowl.

Bertie: I don't think you would like the extra work involved. Your dinner isn't normally covered in feathers. And it doesn't normally try to peck you in the snout.

Oliver: Hmm. You're right, that could be a lot of work. Pass me the kibble.

winter dinners

Bertie: Because it's winter here in Australia, we've been eating what we affectionately call Goop.

Oliver: I love goop!

Bertie: It's more warming than cold vegetables, and we get to have potatoes and lentils and things that need cooking.

Oliver: The potatoes are my favourite.

Bertie: here's the recipe, such as it is. We don't do measuring.

Goop Recipe

process in the food processor some or all of the following:

potato, sweet potato, carrots, broccoli, beans, spinach, beetroot, parsnip, any herbs, tiny bit of garlic

dump in a casserole dish

mix in two or three eggs (process the shells up small and put them in too), 1 tablespoon of blackstrap molasses, 1 tablespoon of linseed seeds, 1 tablespoon coconut oil, some lentils or split peas, or other kind of pulse, or pasta (if it doesn't make you itchy like Bertie)

Now pour in some water, or veggie stock or chicken stock, for the pulses or pasta to cook in, put the lid on and put in a moderate oven until you remember to take it out. About an hour or so.

Bertie: And that's it. You can't really muck up goop. We have it with raw turkey mince.

Oliver: Turkey Mince!

Bertie: And soon it will be summer, and we won't have goop. Instead we will have turkey mince with raw veggies and maybe some fruit.

Dinner

Bertie: oooh, good dinner!

Oliver: I think that's an understatement! Is that what I think it is?

Bertie: Yep. Sardines. AND a hard boiled egg.

Oliver: I'll swap you some of my vegetables for a couple of your sardines.

Bertie: I don't think so.

Oliver: Ok. I'll throw in extra broccoli and I'll take the egg as well.

Bertie: So your plan is to take my egg and sardines and give me extra broccoli?

Oliver: And my beetroot. I'm willing to do that for you cause I'm a giving sort of puppy.

Bertie: And I'm a smart sort of puppy. No deal.

Oliver: Well, maybe you won't be able to finish it all.

Bertie: Not likely. This dinner is yummers!

doggie chocs

Bertie: Where are the doggie chocs we got for Easter? I feel like a litle snack.

Oliver: weerh, I don't feel so good.

Bertie: You ate them ALL?

Oliver: I left you the box. I know how you like to play with empty boxes.

Bertie: You never stop giving, do you?

Oliver: Can I play with the box, if you're not using it?

PS from Bertie:  Oskar - tell your hooman to look in the doggie aisle in the supermarket. Doggie Chocs are made from Carob so perfectly safe for doggies. Not so safe for Oliver's waistline though.

Oliver: Hey!

Happy Easter

Bertie: Happy Easter!

Oliver: I have a question. About the Easter Bunny.

Bertie: No, you shouldn't eat him.

Oliver: I wasn't going to... ok, give me 1 good reason.

Bertie: He brings you dog chocs.

Oliver: And there it is -  he lives another day. Well, until I eat all my dog chocs, anyway.

High Tea

Bertie: So I've heard that people do this meal called High Tea, where you drink tea, and eat small pointy sandwiches and crumpets.

Oliver: I'm not sure about the tea, but I could get on board with the other stuff.

Bertie: That's what I thought too. So when I sniffed out a packet of crumpets just sitting uneaten on the kitchen table, well, I thought I should try High Tea.

Oliver: But no one can reach the table. I've often tried. The best you can do is hope that someone leaves stuff on the coffee table, or the arm of the sofa.

Bertie: I can reach it. If I stand on my toes.

Oliver: You're kidding me! Why didn't you tell me this sooner? OMG. How could you withhold this information?

Bertie: There hasn't been anything up there that I wanted.

Oliver: But what about all the plastic that's left up there? And shoes, they sometimes put shoes up there too.

Bertie: I wanted those crumpets. I'm a carb freak.

Oliver: I don't know if I'm talking to you.

Bertie: The crumpets were good. I got through most of them before I got caught. I reckon they'd better better toasted. Maybe with Honey.

We heart Valentine's Day

Bertie: I like this Valentine's Day lark. We got special morning tea.

Oliver: I wish we had morning tea every day.

Bertie: Well, most days you find something after breakfast to snack on. Like a shoe, or a magazine, or an empty soy milk container from the recycling.

Oliver: But this was special. And jammy.

Bertie: Now my beard is sticky.

Oliver: And yoghurty.

(Bertie glare)

Oliver: I'm just saying.

Cheese and crackers on the lawn

Bertie: It's a be-uu-tiful day today, perfect for a bit of double cream brie and oliver bread on the lawn.

Oliver: And some bubbly water...

Oliver: Nearly got it...

 

Bertie: If I stick my tongue out right now it's mine!

Lunch to go

Oliver: Someone made me a packed lunch today.

Bertie: I heard a rumour that the roll was not for you.

Oliver: Well, I don't know how I would know that.

Bertie: It was on the Crumpler bag on the couch. Your food is normally in your bowl.

Oliver: Also, any food left unattended. I did so love my packed lunch. It was a crusty white roll filled with a soft curd goat's cheese.

Bertie: You didn't give any to me.

Oliver: It made me all smiley.