Kitchen K9s at Sunrise

Hey, It’s Jet Here.

Oh, what a great week to be Mom’s Kitchen K9s.  First we had Prep Day and today Mom awoke poised and ready to cook and prep for herself.  By 5:30 a.m.:

  • Turkey burgers hit the Forman,
  • An array of veggies lined the counter,
  • Five bowls arced around her bamboo cutting board,
  • Her favorite knife and peeler rested on the board,
  • Three tiny Tupperware and 2 metal prep bowls arranged like soldiers flanked the spice area, and
  • The cabinet holding our garbage/recycling cans slid open a few inches ready to receive items before the garbage pickup at 9:00.

JJ continued her Sous Chef course, jumping up on the counter to learn how to: peel carrots and cucumbers, wash peppers, cherry tomatoes and lettuce (from Miss Mary Ann’s garden by the way), season ground turkey (today Mom combined salt free poultry and Mediterranean seasonings) and make salad dressing.  I have to check her Scooby Doo Academy schedule; seems like she’s working towards a home economics degree.

As mentioned Tuesday, JJ and I revel in our QC (quality control) responsibilities.  We confirmed that the carrots, celery, radishes, red peppers, (we refrain from lettuce, and can’t have scallions) and cucumbers passed muster.  Our daily 6:00 a.m. belly alarms quietly sounded, however, we gladly turned them off, enjoying tidbits until Mom had time to pause and serve us breakfast.

By 6:24 a.m. the eight turkey burgers looked like a pancake tower in a container, four of the five salads lined one shelf in the fridge, (one stayed out for Mom’s breakfast,) four of the five dressings stored on the door shelf ready for grabbing (one stayed out for Mom’s breakfast,) and the drip tray from the burgers, hey… where did it go?  Sometimes, I jump up and find a way to either lick it or tip it over onto the floor.  JJ showed promise last week by directly jumping up and pawing it over onto the floor.  Today, Mom made the tray disappear.  Little did we know…

She intended to let it cool down and use it as a surprise gravy on our kibble.  Gotta love Mom.  She scooped our kibble the normal way and then brought our bowls out to the kitchen where she would normally top JJ’s dish with gently warmed chicken stock.  Instead, she lovingly spooned the drip pan goodness onto BOTH our food bowls.  Scrumptious I say, Scrumptious.  Gotta make sure Mom does that again.

Another scrumptious (can’t say this enough) day.


2 thoughts on “Kitchen K9s at Sunrise

  1. Hi sweet Jet – WOW your Mom is amazing! to do all that work before 6:30 a.m. she rocks!

    I really enjoyed reading how Mom does her prep/cooking as well as how you ad JJ supervise and do such a great job at Quality Control! and I was so happy to hear how you and JJ got yummy pan drippings over your kibble – what a great way to start the day!

    I did chuckle a little at the description of you and JJ finding ways to get at the drip pan – you 2 are very clever!

    my sis and bil are coming back tomorrow from their cruise and are staying until Mon – I feel so blessed to have them here –

    sending lotsa goodnight kisses hugs to you, JJ, Mom, Rachel, Fluffy and Puffy xoxoxo

    • Hey, it’s Jet here. Hi Miss Wendy. Mom says thanks, however, she does this out of necessity of finding time to squeeze activities of daily living into her day sometimes!

      Oh, Miss Wendy, I could tell you more stories about that drip pan when you have the time…. Mom was so proud of herself for thinking of adding the drips to our kibble that she did it again tonight and probably has enough left for 2 more servings each! I’m doing the happy dance in my mind just thinking about it.

      Bet sis and bil will have lots of great stories to share, so happy you have more special time with them.

      Sending lotsa Jetty kisses and JJ hugs, (we’re sacked out at the moment)to you, Mr. David, Jacob, Cassie, Rex, Barkley, Sis, and BIL xoxoxoxo

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