A short time after I came to live with the Old Guy the “Trash Incident” happened. I was blamed for it all … during and after the clean-up. Along with the continuous fussin’, I got a thirty minute “Time Out” which was served on the front room couch. The Old Guy was quite animated about the whole affair and kept reminding me “Not to get off that Couch!” I also heard “Bad Dog” repeated a lot.
Late that same evening, well after my Time Out was served, the trash was found to be in a tall kitchen container sitting up off the floor. I suppose with these new insurmountable precautions, whoever got into the last trash bag won’t be able to repeat their stealthy performance. I know it looked bad … since I was the only one home that specific afternoon, but the house has been known to shelter mice now and again. When the blame was being pointed out that fact didn’t come up.
From where I sit … I haven’t figured out why this is the popular room of the house. Day and night, at all hours, the Old Guy comes in here to either stand, and look down while humming some ridiculous musical tune or to sit there blankly thinking about who knows who or who knows what. It is during those times that I often receive repeat lectures on the do’s and don’ts of the household. Occasionally, there are some serious odors in that room not of my own making. The gaseous emissions can be so intense that my eyes water for several minutes or more after each horrendous exposure.
This meal is one that I haven’t cooked for many, many years. When the main dish is nearly ready for presentation, I start the side dishes. Steamed California style vegetables prove to be an excellent side dish …
Next a sectioned Sweet Onion is topped with a package of Artificial Sweetener, Cinnamon Sugar and Real Butter. It is then microwaved to perfection …
The main dish is Two Day Pork Spare Ribs which are slow boiled for a day, chilled overnight, and then slow baked under an aluminum foil tent at 200 degrees for eight hours. Every hour during the baking, the ribs are generously basted with melted butter.
Tender Sweet Onion with Cinnamon Sugar
Green Veggies, Sweet Onion and fall off the bone Pork Spare Ribs. Describing the incredible taste isn’t possible.
This meal is going to be repeated over and over again …
I am Ellie. Sometimes I am called The Princess, or Ellie Dog, but most often I am called “Dog” by the Old Guy who has trouble remembering names. I am a special needs Yorkie. You probably wouldn’t know I am “special” unless you noticed a spinal deformity, an inability to jump, no hair on my back or looked in my bowl at my medicinal dog food. But even so, believe me … I do well enough for myself.
So … you’re invited to have a look at my world from “MY” perspective. (yep … way down here)