Friday, December 27, 2013

Puppy Love

My friend (in real life and the blog world) over at Doggy Junction has had terrible luck this Christmas. 

One thing after another has plagued her family and business this December. Her litter of beagles not only got sick from their mother's milk (Milk Fever) but also contracted Parvo virus which has put her entire kennel at risk. Four of the puppies have died and six are fighting for their lives. A series of unfortunate events and the mounting vet bills have pushed them over the precarious financial edge to the point where they may lose their home. 

If you can help Karen, please donate at gofundme.com. If not, please send her some words of encouragement to keep her spirits up. Thanks!

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This is the lovely litter of little beagles in question.

Friday, March 29, 2013

Mmmmmmeat.

While cleaning out the garage we found an untitled poem I wrote about 10 years ago. Warning: This may make you hungry. Or offend, if you are vegan.


Mmmmmmeat.
Rump roast. Butt cutlets. Butlets.
Pork butlets.
Pork shoulder,
Smolders,
On my grill.
Dressed to kill.
In Wowie Maui sauce.
I need floss.
For my teeth,
I hah mea huck im my heeth
(hard to talk when you're flossing)
I'm salivating,
And I'm waiting,
For chicken,
On a stick in
(you thought I would say finger licking)
A delicious marinade.
Homemade
teriyaki.
Lip-smacky
goodness.
My cholesterol
must be off the wall.
Should I partake
of only steak?
Just ingest
chicken breast?
Exclusively eat
pork, the other white meat?
I know I read
there's also bread.
I should consume
more legumes.
Salads, greens,
things with leaves.
But my tummy
craves the yummy
taste of meat
from things that bleat
and moo and cluck
and oink. I'm stuck.
On meat. I fear,
I need a beer.
While I sear
this piece of deer.
Squirrels on
my browning lawn,
the neighbour's fat
and juicy cat.
I lick my lips
between my sips
as I peruse
which sauce to use.
I won't cease
Grilling beasts
until I've sampled
all the animals.
The world is my smorgasbord.
Urban carnivore.


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