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Post by sparkle on Sept 4, 2020 11:13:43 GMT -6
Ralph responds to Alpo's hairball remark. Well iffen he ain't a hairball, why in the heck is his name "RALPH!!"? Huh? Huh? Tell me that. Yep! My little Zoey weighs about ten pounds less after a haircut. That's a hairball!
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Post by red14 on Sept 4, 2020 13:02:10 GMT -6
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Post by Alpo on Sept 4, 2020 13:24:55 GMT -6
He would get over his depression if you would feed him a big bowl of squirrel and dumplings.
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Post by Alpo on Sept 4, 2020 13:33:18 GMT -6
Speaking of squirrel.
In May of 2002 (I figured out when this was because my granddaughter was born the next February which had nothing to do with this except that she was born the year after this happened) I was in a cowboy match over Memorial Day. Four-day match - Thursday was side matches and just roaming around and saying hi to people you hadn't seen for a while. Friday and Saturday were actual competing days, and Sunday was the prizes and the announcement of who did what and church.
Friday night they had a big barbecue dinner. So me and my daughter is sitting there shoveling it in and this fella sitting on the other side of the table looked at this bowl of something and asks, "What is this?"
I tell him it's Brunswick stew. He said he knew that. He'd seen that on the menu. But what, exactly, was Brunswick stew?
I told him it was an old southern dish for poor people. It was meat and maters and taters and corn and baby lima beans.
I'm telling him this in-between slurping down spoonfuls. He took a bite. Decided it weren't bad. Took another couple of spoons, then had another thought.
"What kind of meat?"
Squirrel.
Then I got up and went back up to get some more. When I got back he had done finished his bowl and was getting up to go get another bowl. when he returned he told me that he was from Ohio, and this was the first time he had ever eaten squirrel. And it was pretty good.
Just before I got up to leave I told him that while the original recipe called for squirrel, most likely this was chicken.
He looked disappointed.
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Post by piney on Sept 4, 2020 14:04:32 GMT -6
Alpo, that is my favorite story that I've heard all week.
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Post by red14 on Sept 4, 2020 14:49:32 GMT -6
We always use three different kinds of meat.
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Post by sparkle on Sept 4, 2020 15:31:16 GMT -6
Speaking of squirrel. In May of 2002 (I figured out when this was because my granddaughter was born the next February which had nothing to do with this except that she was born the year after this happened) I was in a cowboy match over Memorial Day. Four-day match - Thursday was side matches and just roaming around and saying hi to people you hadn't seen for a while. Friday and Saturday were actual competing days, and Sunday was the prizes and the announcement of who did what and church. Friday night they had a big barbecue dinner. So me and my daughter is sitting there shoveling it in and this fella sitting on the other side of the table looked at this bowl of something and asks, "What is this?" I tell him it's Brunswick stew. He said he knew that. He'd seen that on the menu. But what, exactly, was Brunswick stew? I told him it was an old southern dish for poor people. It was meat and maters and taters and corn and baby lima beans. I'm telling him this in-between slurping down spoonfuls. He took a bite. Decided it weren't bad. Took another couple of spoons, then had another thought. "What kind of meat?" Squirrel. Then I got up and went back up to get some more. When I got back he had done finished his bowl and was getting up to go get another bowl. when he returned he told me that he was from Ohio, and this was the first time he had ever eaten squirrel. And it was pretty good. Just before I got up to leave I told him that while the original recipe called for squirrel, most likely this was chicken. He looked disappointed. Great story!
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Post by sparkle on Sept 4, 2020 15:32:28 GMT -6
I told Ralph what you said and he is now depressed. Is Ralph a long haired Jack Russel?
Whatever he is, he's a handsome boy! Tell him I said that and I hope it cheers him up!
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Post by red14 on Sept 4, 2020 20:37:35 GMT -6
He looks like a Glen of Imaal Terrier, but he is only 19 pounds. He is a rescue All of our pets have been rescues.
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Post by sparkle on Sept 5, 2020 5:40:28 GMT -6
He looks like a Glen of Imaal Terrier, but he is only 19 pounds. He is a rescue All of our pets have been rescues. Bless you for being a rescuer. In that photo, he just looks like he has enough attitude for a Jack. I'm not familiar with the Glen of Imaal breed. I'll have to go look them up.
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Post by red14 on Sept 5, 2020 7:08:31 GMT -6
He is just a mutt, a Terrier mix. He is a good singer, watch dog, and lots of personality. All Terriers have that 'attitude' they just think they are 'it'.
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Post by sparkle on Sept 5, 2020 7:21:01 GMT -6
He is just a mutt, a Terrier mix. He is a good singer, watch dog, and lots of personality. All Terriers have that 'attitude' they just think they are 'it'. Reminds me a little of my terrier mutt Bo. A ton of personality and a sense of humor that wouldn't quit. Long body, short legs, too small to be a Glen. We love 'em no matter the pedigree.
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Post by red14 on Sept 5, 2020 11:33:46 GMT -6
Unless you want to breed an animal, pedigree is meaningless.
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Post by sparkle on Sept 5, 2020 12:15:38 GMT -6
Unless you want to breed an animal, pedigree is meaningless. Yes indeed! I will take a shelter dog over a purebred dog any day!
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