Poor Morty, Crabby hasn’t taken him hiking or camping as much as usual this summer. It sucks to have an aging Pa.
Due not to expense, but time, Morty, Slugger and Willy were put back on (gasp!) commercial dog food. The 3 of them eat as much as most of the others combined, and I already spend hours cooking just to keep up with the other 10. Return to home made would be based on seniority (arrival at The Ranch), Slugger, then Willy, with Morty last. Not good for Morty.
Worse still, with the addition of 2 more K9’s to Run A Muck Ranch, Morty lost even his promised one day a week homemade meals. His 1 day feeds Pablo for a week! While it was hoped Pablo and Gertie would be temporary, with each passing day, we are all surrendering just a little more to our fate of having to find a place to put 2 more stickers on the Waggin’ Wagon.
To add insult to injury, Pablo is yet one more Chihuahua mix who picks on Morty. Morty’s feelings get hurt very easily.
All in all, Morty World sucks right now.
In an attempt to keep costs down with the home made dog food, I’ve started buying in bulk. My grocery store meat manager scored me, what we thought was 30 pounds of chicken hearts and gizzards, at a smoking price, if I would buy it in restaurant packaging rather than grocery packs.
It was a smoking price, it was restaraunt packaging, but it was 40 pounds. Do you have any idea what 40 pounds of chicken hearts and gizards looks like? Now you do:
With the offal I got in last week, plus the food already made, there wasn’t enough room in the freezer to store it!
What to do, what to do…
Refer back to pitiful Morty.
It seemed there was only one way to solve both problems:
5 pounds of hearts and gizzards were converted into several sheets of the newest flavor of Run A Munchies. I haven’t made treats for the kids in ages – I spend too much time cooking their food! But that wasn’t the best part.
All of them belong to Morty.
All is better in Morty World now. At least until his treats run out.