Gag, gah, spit, spit.

[Remudamom]

I just ate after my dog. We had steak tonight (good steer, knew him personally) and Hank snigged his way into the house and was sitting very quietly under my feet. So when I was finished, I cut up the fat and fed it to him on the end of my fork.

A bit later I saw a yummy bite on dd's plate and ate it. With my fork. That I had used to feed the dog.

I screamed, the kids screamed, dh just laughed. The children wanted me to "drink some alcohol mom, it'll kill the germs!"

Guess I'd better have some rum?

[shalom22]

Sounds like a mikes kind of night.

[newbie]

I think I just ate from the cat, can you pass the rum.

Its been that kind of day.

Jet

[Old Dominion Heather]

Would that be "Hank the Cowdog"?

Eh, I would definitely have some type of alcohol after that!

[Mom to Aly]

My dd will share an ice cream cone with our dogs! AUUGGGHHHH!!!! (that is the Charlie Brown--football missing kick, flying through the air kind of AUUGGGHHHH!!!). But if the dog sniffs too close to her food, she can't touch it. Can anyone explain that one to me?

[Mom2legomaniacs]

Is this a dog that likes horse apples?:tongue_smilie::lol:

[Liz Mc in SC]

eeeeewwww LOL

[Tracy in Ky]

Maybe it'll just build your immune system? ha

[Jugglin'5]

That's what Hank the Cowdog would call, "surreptitious loaderation".

[Soph the vet]

Serves you right for feeding your dog fat!!:lol::lol::lol:
Hopefully he won't get a nasty bout of pancreatitis.:001_huh:

[PrairieAir]

When dh and I were first married, we had a big Rottweiler named Thor. He was the sweetest dog. Dh had a habit of putting his plate on the floor for Thor to eat whatever was leftover. One night I put his dish on the kitchen counter after Thor was done licking it clean and went to bed without washing it. I was out that morning and afternoon. That evening I went to fix myself a plate of spaghetti and saw a clean plate sitting on the counter. "Huh, I wonder why that's out," I thought to myself while piling the spaghetti on. I started eating and as I got down to the bottom of the plate, I noticed the spaghetti had a weird slimy texture to it that it had never had before. That's when I realized why the plate had been out. It wasn't clean; it had been licked "clean" by Thor. The dog slobber had dried on the plate and then had mixed with the spaghetti on the bottom of the plate. I was midway through eating a bite as I realized this and it took less than five seconds for it to fully sink in. I spit the spaghetti out and started screaming as I rushed to the kitchen for water. Dh could not figure out what was wrong with me. We were still newlyweds and I'm sure he was wondering if he'd made a mistake. I rinsed my mouth out, brushed my teeth, used mouthwash and still couldn't escape the feeling of dog slobber on my tongue. My family knows that if they allow an animal to eat off of a plate they will have a 20 minute rant coming their way. That is one thing that is absolutely forbidden in this house now.

Recently I went to visit my mom and watched in horror as she put her bowl with the rest of her food down for her cat. It does not help that I think her cat is pretty disgusting anyway (and I'm an animal lover) and that she does not have a dishwasher and does all her dishes by hand. It made me so ill that I couldn't finish eating and had to leave sooner than I'd planned. Now every time I'm over there I have to push the thoughts of Sam eating off her dishes out of my mind if I'm going to eat with her. :ack2:

[Riverfront Headmistress]

When my dh is at home he always shares his iced fruit bar with the chihuahua. :tongue_smilie: