Hurry up with my dinner

"Dad, I'm starving. Where's my dinner."

Just wait Winnie, I'm still making it. 

Some kangaroo, a little bread, some cheese... Almost ready...

Si

Mmmm, roast chicken for dinner tonight

You two are the luckiest dogs in the world, did you know that ?!
"Why is that Dad ?"

Because you're having roast chicken and rice for dinner, that's why.
"Roast chicken ? Wow."
"Roast chicken ! Yum."

Yes, roast chicken. Lucky mutts. Just wait while I share it out in your bowls.
"Hurry up then, Dad."

 Si the DogBlogger.

Afternoon stroll - then racing home for supper

We're off for an evening stroll in the Darling Gardens.
This is always a bit tricky when it's close to Daisy's supper time.

"La la la. What a lovely evening."

*rumblerumble* "Hmmm, I'm hungry now. That was my belly. Are you ready for dinner Darcy ?"
"Always, race you to the car."

"Come on Dad. Hurry ! We're hungry now."
Not much choice then is there, Daisy-Mae ?

 Si the DogBlogger.

Call the RSPCA.

"Dad ! What is this ?! I can't eat this !"
And why not Daisy-Mae ?

"Dad ! It has veggies in it. I can't eat veggies. My god, that looks like a pea."
Poor girl.

"Pass me that phone, Dad."
This one ?

"Yes. Hit fast dial 5. That's the RSPCA."
Cruelty to Animals ? As if. You're the best looked after little girl in the world. Now eat !

"Just for you Dad. Mmmm, hey this is good. Herbs, spice, chilli..."
Damn right. I've never heard such noise.

*Nom nom nom* "Yum."

Si the Dogblogger

Nix on the veggies, Dad.

"Dad. I'm starving. My bowl is empty."
Poor thing.

*grrrowwllll* "Hear that ? That's my empty tummy."

Well, your supper is cooking. See, meat and veggies, a few herbs and a little chilli.
"Yum. But nix on the veggies, Dad. I don't do veggies."

Oh yes you do. Brown rice too !

"No no no Dad. That's for Monty 'cos he has diabetes. I eat meat, roast chicken preferably."
Is that so, Daisy-Mae ? Guess again.

Si the Dogblogger

Where's my breakfast ?

"Hmm, hmm, now where's my breakfast ?"

"Usually it's right here."

"Hmm, not over here either..."

"Not here...."
"Only one thing for it then. DAD ! "

What's all that grumbling over there. Are you hungry Monty ?

Here's your tucker anyway.
"Gosh, thanks Dad. I was starving."

Poor old Monty is on a special diet of veggies, lean meat and brown rice to try to help control his diabetes. Poor boy.

Si the Dogblogger

Well enough to eat.

Poor old Monty is old and sick with diabetes.
Monty is on a special diet of veggies, lean meat and brown rice to try to help control his diabetes.

How are you feeling today, my beautiful boy ?
"Well enough to eat breakfast, Dad."

Jolly good.
Daisy, you eat too.

"But Dad, it had vegetables in it. I don't like veggies."

Fine. Don't eat. But Monty is almost finished and he will eat yours if you don't.
"Um. Yum. I think I'm hungry now."

He's moving in for the kill, Daisy. You'd better hurry up and eat.
"I'm eating, I'm eating. Shoo, Monty !"

That's better. You have to eat your veggies to be a big strong dog, Daisy-Mae.
"Yes Dad."

Si the DogBlogger.

Roast chook and chips, hold the salad.

"Hello Dad. What did you buy us for dinner ?"
"Hello Dad. Did you buy us a snack ?"

Hello you two. We have roast chook and hot chippies for dinner. And salad too of course...
"Yay, roast chook."
"Yum, hot chippies."

Well, I guess I'll be eating the salad then.

Si the Dogblogger

Salad for supper.

We're off to the local supermarket to grab a few things for dinner.

"What are we having for supper, Dad ?"
Oh, just salad. Lettuce and tomatoes, that's all.

"Salad ? Woe is me. I'll starve."
"Lettuce ? Tomatoes ? You're joking us Dad !"
Not joking, but I'll add some corn and tuna and cheese just for you.

"Yum, corn and tuna and cheesy-bits !"

Si the Dogblogger

Don't need creamy potatoes.

Look kiddies, roast chicken for dinner.

"Yum."
"Dad, go get those creamy potatoes too."
Daisy, you little round barrel, you don't need creamy potatoes.

*both looking down* "Well, where is it ?" "Dad, where's the chook ?"
It's for supper kiddies, you'll just have to wait.

Si the Dogblogger

Cooking meals for diabetic dogs.

Been to the vet again today, having Monty's blood checked. His blood sugar is high, so more insulin.

I've just spent hours reading on forums on what to feed diabetic dogs.
What do ya think, Monty ? Beef, veggies and brown rice, with a bit of Worcestershire Sauce for flavor.
"Smells good Dad. Just make it a big bowl full please."

Can do, and you can lick the spoon too.
"Yum. Hey, that's not bad, Dad."
Well there's eight meals there, so you'd better like it.
Si the Dogblogger

Worse than the disease.

Hmm, it must be 5:30. That pose is Monty's hint that it's time to head home for supper.

Are you hungry, Monty ?
"Starving, Dad. Absolutely starving. It's 5:30, almost 6, and that's my supper time."

Poor Monty. Supper is at 11pm now, timed for your insulin injection.

*groans* "But I'll die of hunger. Honestly Dad, the cure is worse than the disease."
Si the Dogblogger

Days and days, maybe weeks...

Monty is on a special diet of veggies, lean meat and brown rice to try to help control his diabetes. The poor boy is hungry and thirsty all the time.

Monty ?! Are you OK ?
"Oh Dad, I'm starving. I don't think I've been fed for days, maybe weeks !"

Poor Monty. Well I had better make you a hot dinner then. Minced beef ?
"Oh yes please, prime cut."
Carrot ?
"Hmm, yes maybe some salad."

Will that be all, your lordship ?

"Well maybe crumble some Weetbix in there too, and a pinch of salt."
Weetbix ? Can do.
"Oh yes Dad. It makes me poop."
Yes, well there's something to look forward to.
Si the DogBlogger

Woe is me.

"Bark bark."
What is it Monty ?

"Bark bark bark !"
Yes Monty ? Do you want something ?

"BARK BARK BARK BARK !!!"

What ??!!!

*staring intently at the fridge* "Dad ! Take a hint. I'm starving to death and I went a hot dinner in my bowl. Sheesh."
Well why didn't you say so then ?

Si the DogBlogger

What's for dinner, Dad ?

"What's for dinner, Dad ?"
Maybe I'll roast you tonight, Daisy.

"Me ?"
Yes you. You should be good eating after all these years of snacks and treats.

"OK Dad. What else ?"
Oh, a few veggies, sweet potatoes, that sort of thing.

"Yum. Sounds grand."

You too Monty !
"What, roast me ? I'll be too old and tough. The veggies look good though..."

Don't worry, I'll throw some bacon on top. That'll make you taste just fine.
"Yum. Bacon. Let's do it then."

Si the DogBlogger

A long way from my supper bowl. Rushall Crescent Community Garden Fitzroy North

"Dad, I think we should head back now."
Why is that, Monty?

"Well, I feel like it's almost dinner time and I'm a long way from my supper bowl."
Is that so?

"Oh yes. It must be almost five o'clock, and I'm starving."
Poor Monty.

"Yes Dad, so let's go home before I starve to death."
Haha, yes well we wouldn't want that.
Si the Dogblogger