I made some pancakes for breakfaxt this morning and having a couple left over, I cut them up and gave them to our dog. She sniffed at them and took one bit and turned and looked at me as if to say, "What the hell is this?"
It reminded me of a happening years ago when I lived in a small town in Southern California. I was hanging out at a local cafe at closing time when several State Patrolmen came in for coffee. Also there, besides the owner, was a town character who had at one time been the town constable but was, at this time, a hog feeder and local garbage man named Walt. When the cops came in and ordered coffee, Walt jumped up and asked if they'd like for him to make them some pancakes. Facing a night on the road, they were happy with the suggestion so Walt turned the fire up under the grill and whipped up a bowlful of batter. He poured out about six cakes on the grill and when they were done he stacked them up, walked to the front door and threw them OUT! One of the young cops asked, "Why did you do that?" To which Walt replied, "Oh, the first batch is never any good." Looking out the window in the door, the cop said, "Well, that dog out there doesn't seem to think they're so bad." Walt answered, "Yeah. Well, keep your eye on that dog. Directly he'll be lickin' his ass to get the taste out of his mouth!?
Gramps
It reminded me of a happening years ago when I lived in a small town in Southern California. I was hanging out at a local cafe at closing time when several State Patrolmen came in for coffee. Also there, besides the owner, was a town character who had at one time been the town constable but was, at this time, a hog feeder and local garbage man named Walt. When the cops came in and ordered coffee, Walt jumped up and asked if they'd like for him to make them some pancakes. Facing a night on the road, they were happy with the suggestion so Walt turned the fire up under the grill and whipped up a bowlful of batter. He poured out about six cakes on the grill and when they were done he stacked them up, walked to the front door and threw them OUT! One of the young cops asked, "Why did you do that?" To which Walt replied, "Oh, the first batch is never any good." Looking out the window in the door, the cop said, "Well, that dog out there doesn't seem to think they're so bad." Walt answered, "Yeah. Well, keep your eye on that dog. Directly he'll be lickin' his ass to get the taste out of his mouth!?
Gramps