October 9th 2005 5:15 pm
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Well, my daddy makes dog biscuits for us. (we call them cookies) I guess my mom doesn't make them because sometimes, judging from the amount of leftovers, she doesn't always cook so good. Anyway our cookies used to be really good. Then Rufus, the big dumb Padoofus, got some food allergy problems so now we can't have corn meal or beef stuff in our cookies. I knew they tasted different and today when he was making them I watched and snuck a look at the recipe. He's been substituting other stuff but now I have the real recipe so I'm going to make them the way they are supposed to be made. I'll just have to wait for mom and dad to be gone so I can get into the kitchen. They don't like me to be in the kitchen because of hair and slobber issues. Of course Puddinhead Padoofus can go in the kitchen because my mom always says "oh sweetie, look at your big sweet face" and then she kisses him (YUCK!!) and doesn't even care that he sheds more than 10 regular dogs and drools in big ropy strings. I'm not sharing any good cookies with him when I get them made. On second thought maybe I will and laugh when he gets those "hot spots" on his pink freckled hide.