Harvest excursion!

Pooches, it has been a week since I posted to my blog.  My manservant finally convinced me to take a bit of a sabbatical for the remainder of the summer and I’ll only be posting once or twice a week as we continue to seek shelter from the hot weather.    This past weekend we had a bit of a holibobs when a road trip was made by our pack in the Hybridmobile III to Elvistown.  We had a respite from the hot weather while in Elvistown and enjoyed a Saturday of outdoor partying in quite comfortable conditions as we bid the wee human a happy 2nd birthday.  A good time was had by all!

This morning when my manservant returned from his walk/run he proclaimed that we were going to harvest our carrot crop and the first of our fig crop today.  Starlight headed to retrieve her overalls and straw hat from the closet but my manservant said we had to take care of an appointment with the vet before the harvest could begin!  Starlight and I looked in dismay at each other wondering which one of us would be the victim today.  Drat!  It was me.

Surprisingly, pooches, it turned out to be a rather pleasant vet visit.  After a short bit of poking, prodding, and squeezing the vet proclaimed me to be the picture of health.  When the unpleasantries had been completed I enjoyed chatting with him about professional matters for quite some time before my manservant, eager to begin his harvesting, brought the visit to an end.  I gathered my newly issued drugs and hopped in the Hybridmobile II for the return trip to our den.

Carrots were the first crop to be harvested when we arrived at our den and we now have huge piles of carrots crowding our kitchen countertops.  My manservant left me in the kitchen to begin washing the carrots for storage while he returned to our back yard to begin fig gathering.  According to his reports there were fig galore.

After the initial harvesting had been completed my manservant trodded to the kitchen to prepare a hearty lunch of Kapusta Kielbasa.  The smell of the sizzling sausage and steaming cabbage filled our den and by the time the meal was served in the comfort of our den our mouths were watering!  Following the hearty and delicious meal my manservant surprised us by a dessert of freshly plucked figs drenched in mint-infused cream.  What can I say pooches but woo hoo!  Starlight and I chose to enjoy the treat from our dinner bowls in order to savor dessert at a leisurely pace.

We are now pleasantly full.  Between the carrots and the figs there is an afternoon of work to be done in the kitchen by my manservant while Starlight and I contemplate and appreciate the finer life during our afternoon naps.

Later, pooches!

Sunshine

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The Kapusta Kielbasa is ready and our sausages are poised and ready to be devoured!

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Figs in mint-infused cream?  Harvest days are my kind of day.  Let’s eat!!!

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Sunshine, I think he is so impressed with his fig concoction that he’s just going to take pictures instead of eating.

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Preferring a civil approach to dining, Starlight and I choose to enjoy our dessert at a more leisurely pace by eating in our dinner bowls.

 

 

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2 Responses to Harvest excursion!

  1. Jenny Day says:

    We are two little yorkies from Dorset England. We love hearing all about your lives and that of your manservant. We worry when we don’t hear for a while, but now know that it is too hot to do more than one or two messages per week. We will continue to look forward to those messages. Thank you

  2. Thank you for your kind words. When the weather becomes more civil we shall return.

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