Oh they had fun today with their frozen hard-boiled eggs. I know I shouldn’t complain, but it’s been a little hot out here lately. So I gave the dogs an egg-sicle.
Annie, Reddy and Nununda took theirs off to different corners of the patio (Reddy likes to sit out on top of the aloe-vera, he’s got it all softened and broke down) and held the egg between paws. The egg was hard as a rock, but in about 10 minutes (TEN minutes of silence from them! WOW) I looked and saw that they’d each got about half way through the egg, tasty yolk exposed.
I got another ten minutes of peace.
Fay and Hank mostly licked theirs, rolling it around the floor. I had to track down Fay’s when she showed up without it after a minute or two. She’d lost it under the desk. I had visions of finding a rotten egg under the furniture next month. Hmm, there’s the downside, I guess.
I’ll post this now, but I’ll come back in a minute, I have some pictures we took tonite.
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