Having had a dog, and a rather hyper, rambunctious dog, I can just see how this played out. You’ve just made a nice batch of buttered noodles. You’re letting them cool on the counter in a bowl while you sift through the fridge for veggies to add. Then, as your back is turned, your back bent reaching for that elusive carrot that’s rolled to the back of the shelve, and suddenly…. *CLATTER, BANG* … With an all too fast spin, hitting your funny bone against the fridge door on the way around, you are faced with this. Your lovable pooch plaster with sticky, buttery, pasta. What was suppose to be your dinner.
Of course, any self respecting pet parent knows you are to carry a camera around your neck at all times. Because you never know when a moment like this will pass you by while your frantically telling you doggy to stay as you run into the other room to grab your camera. 😉
About the author Chyina
I’m a Goth/Hippie who loves to try new things and dabbles in anything and everything that I find enjoyment in. That can include but is not limited to, cooking, art, digital design, jewellery making, photography, gardening, nature, animals and whatever else strikes my fancy. I’m an optimistic (occasionally) perfectionist (constantly), who can be very sarcastic (incessantly), but all in good humour. :)