Harvest gold and bad dog
October 26, 2010
These all look different than the harvest gold I remember from the 60′s and 70′s. I guess true color is hard to capture in appliances…
A squash pumpkin pie in the making.
More chanterelles.
Finished pie (not baked in the cookstove)
Not what I want to see…
I guess if you want to calm down your Aussie and get him to nap, just feed him pie, at least a half pie that is!! Me thinks he self medicated a little too much.
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Food Renegade
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Bwahaha! Now how the heck did my Luna get all the way across the country to your place?
biblioden, must be a universal dog thing!!
Oh dear… oddly enough, I had exactly those same slurp prints in MY pumpkin pie last week! Who knew that dogs like pumpkin pie so much.
JenJ, the ginger gave him away – he came into the other room with a funny look on his face and snorting a little. I forgot to put the pie out of harms way
Should have known – they love squash 
The darn dog:)
Pumpkin pie must be soporific. That is one of those words that stuck with me from reading one of the Beatrix Potter books to our kids:)
But, very frustrating for you! Hope you ate the other half of the pie, after all, it’s not as bad as eating toast from our mousey toaster:)
Momma, you are very mistaken. I didn’t do it. It must have been the cat! – Margy
Oh, no, that is all too familiar. Each time, I kick myself for leaving something a little too close to the edge of the counter. I’m certain our dogs are delighted in the fact that I never learn!
Michelle
Michelle,
It isn’t that we never learn. The effect our inattention has is to train them, using random reinforcement.
Me, I have a cat that has a psychological need to dart into opening doorways. I haven’t found a cure, not even locking him in the barn or shed for hours, up to half a day. I know for a fact that hints don’t approach communication level with him. That is Yodel, by the way, a young stray that wandered up last spring, and spent weeks meowing at the door. Non-stop. I would feed in the barn, twice a day, and he would soon be back to the house door. Grr. Treating him like a barn cat sure hasn’t made him one. That dang thing insists on rubbing against me – I can’t get my shoes tied.
We must be disciplined in our lives, first, to teach discipline.
And I imagine the custard part of the pie was also attractive.
We found a way to fix the darting cat phenomenon at our house, but it required two people.
As we were leaving, one would go about business as usual, the other would stand outside the door with a water bottle, and squirt the cat as he came into range. Stopped him cold. And when we were coming home, we entered the house shaking a plastic bag at ground level. All of the cats have decided that door is the devil and that they want no part of anything outside of it at all.
Homespun Heretic, those are good ideas – we have two door rushing cats right now. he he.
hahaha….he is sleeping off his thanksgiving dinner! how cute.
Ah, now that’s a great food review! It must have been a delicious pie
I think I would have busted out laughing and hugging the sleepy guy!
Oh my…how funny!! I bet he loved every bite of it
Hey at least he left some for the rest of you
He thought you made that pie just for him! At least he left you some. That is too funny. I had to smile when I saw the last picture of him. It looks like he is in heaven.
Oh I have so been there. My dog seems partial to foods that take the most time and effort. Pies, Amish bread, etc. Yes your dog looks like I do after eating thanksgiving dinner.
That is one irresistable pie!
How funny!! Seeing it made me remember when it was our son’s thirteenth birthday. We left the cake, in a cardboard box, complete with candles on the kitchen table while we took him out for dinner. Lo and behold, whenever we got back the box was still there partially closed with a quarter of the cake and six candles missing. Sparky gave himself away with his sheepish look and red food coloring plastered all over his mouth. Bad Dog! …but we forgave him and ate the rest of the cake. Lesson learned: never leave anything edible out (except maybe onions) or run the risk of it being eaten.
Thanks for the laugh!
OMGosh! I’m guessing he thought it was pretty good!
Oh I hate to laugh, but…. I am giggling a bit*wink* I could see our dogs helping themselves, definitely, LOL!!!!!
ONe day we were fixing dinner( egg salad sandwiches and salad). I set mine down in the livingroom, where is was working on a project and went to retrieve my glass of water, upon return( now maybe, maybe 5-10 seconds went by) the sandwich was missing and so was our Aussie, Casino. I found nary a crumb but knew he’d done it, LOL!!!!!!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. But that beautiful dog deserves a treat.
he looks so, so cute and sleepy! I’m spoiled with short stuff Jake. He stands on his rear legs to “counter cruise” (no feet, not allowed) but as much as he stretches, he’s still half a cabinet too short.
He ate your pie??? How funny! My pups love pumpkin but thankfully they have never gotten into a pie!! I would be upset too if a varmit was eatin’ my potatoes!!
Yep. Universal dog thing. Only, my dog eats and snatches bits of garbage here and there, but won’t take a nap after. Maybe I should just outright feed him pumpkin.
He grabbed a whole cleaned chicken right out of the kitchen sink once. We got it back, but dang!
Ha! The boy has good taste
Other than the time Kaleb made off with the remaining half of a chocolate bundt cake and lived to tell the story (and gloated!), it’s Jack I have to watch to see if half a pie doesn’t disappear at a time.. Hugs to Trace!
That is too funny!
We made that mistake once with our first dog. He was a German Shorthaired Pointer puppy. My in-laws came to visit us in our new duplex (we were newlyweds of about six months at the time). His mother brought a pound of sliced salami and cheddar cheese and after we were showing them the house and yard we returned to find an empty cheese and salami snack plate and one very happy yet guilty looking puppy dog!
My Afghan, Omar, took a rhubarb pie off the counter once. He only ate a couple of bites though, and never did anything like it again. Guess rhubarb isn’t quite as tasty to a dog.
He loves your cooking!!!! Maybe a little too much!
Ha!
Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com
We have always owned terriers. This is our first Aussie and we had no idea the length the breed will go to to steal a bite! We store food on top of the craziest places now. We carved pumpkins the other night and put them out on the front porch – next morning our boy was looking guilty sitting on the front porch and we were “short” a few pumpkins… Now I know where I will be putting any pumpkin pies – UP!
GH, get used it! These guys started helping themselves to the carrots in the garden so I had to put the deer netting on to keep the dogs out
I’m partly to blame for the squash fetish here though, I feed the cooked skins to them and they love them, that and beet skins – go figure.
I have a barn cat. Spot (the cat) actually looks forward to getting locked in the barn at night. I feed the pony beet pulp shreds with salad oil. Spot watches me add the oil to the shreds – then laps at the oil and beet pulp while I get the other measure of pony feed. I can’t imagine how he got so enamored of vegetable oil. (He licks the measure cup dry of oil, when he can.)