Hey It’s Jet Here.
After Mom’s Smoothie class on Tuesday, she returned with several bags of frozen fruit and three full big containers and one partial container of Cabot Vanilla Bean Greek Yogurt. We had our regular dinner/evening walk/dental treat routine and then Mom became this thing called a couch potato. Apparently, JJ and I assume couch potato stature quite often. If curling up on your favorite spot on the couch qualifies you as a potato, I’m all in! I would post a picture of my potato position, however, our couch has a predominantly black background and aside from some indiscriminate wisps of handsome black fluff, whiskers and eyeballs, you probably would miss me!
I do digress often, don’t I? Back to the important stuff! Mom decided to enjoy the remaining Greek yogurt while stretched out on her potato spot. JJ and I caught one whiff of the tart, yet vanilla aroma and decided to relocate closer to Mom. We simply wanted to keep her company, like proper K9 companions. Mom interpreted our relocation differently, she felt we invaded her personal space and almost achieved pest status.
JJ, ever the etiquette girl, backed off rather quickly; however, I could not shake the tropical vanilla scent calling to me like a siren. I think Mom felt this thing called guilty for all the fabulous food she did NOT share with us this week and in her sleep deprived, weakened state, gave in.
To my utter surprise and delight, she cradled the yogurt container and offered it to me like manna from heaven. Never one to dawdle, I began licking the sides, then edged a little deeper and deeper until my ENTIRE face was engulfed in Cabot yogurty goodness. Taking a moment to breathe, I retreated from the container. Mom did this giggle, chuckle, guffaw thing because my formerly black nose, whiskers and snout up to my eyes turned white! She said, “Jetty, Got Yogurt?” out loud, like this ad campaign for milk. (Mom had to pick one of the milk ads with a Basketball player, (he’s retired NY Knick, Patrick Ewing, in case you don’t know him)) Oh I thoroughly cleaned that container until spic and span.
I decided to mostly forgive Mom at that moment for not sharing other tasty items from her classes. Until… Wednesday and Thursday happened. More on that tomorrow…
Another great vanilla bean yogurt day.
JJ didn’t get any?
Hey it’s Jet here. Hi Miss Jodi. Um, uh… nope… not this time, she was busy with her hoof chewy…
Oh Dog! I LOVE yogurt! I’m gonna hafta get Jen to share some with me.
Hey Rumpy, Jet here. Hi Miss Jen. On Rumpy’s behalf, may I politely request that you share yogurt with him the next time you enjoy some. (Hope that helped, Rumpy!)
That yogurt really does look yummy. Jet you sure were lucky to get some. Bet you sure enjoyed that . Have a great week end.
Hey it’s Jet here. Oh yes I certainly did enjoy the yogurt, thank you. 🙂
Have a great weekend as well, hope to see you on the Saturday Hop!
HI sweet Jetty – good for you – sounds yummy – I knew your Mom give you some treats this week!
my hubby has a snack of frozen yogurt each night after dinner and all our furbabies line up right next to him and either get to lick the spoon when he’s done or if it’s at the end get to stick their whole heads in and lick from the container like you did! you dogs are so charming!
Have a great Friday sweet boy!
Hey it’s Jet here. Hi Miss Wendy.
Really? Does Mr. David have room for 2 more????
Thanks Miss Wendy, you too!
Sending goodnight hugs and kisses to you sweet Jetty, JJ, Mom, Rachel, Fluffy and Puffy. I sure hope Mom gets to sleep in tomorrow! xoxoxoxo
Hey it’s Jet here. Hi Miss Wendy.
Mom got to catch up with 3 people tonight on the phone, even though we barked a lot. We rested after a while. I don’t think we can allow Mom to sleep in tomorrow, however, we will offer her a nap!
Sending Jetty kisses and JJ hugs to you, Mr. David, Jacob, Cassie, Rex and Barkley
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Yogurts the best! Too bad J.J. didn’t get any! 😦
Hey Fred, Hey Gloria, Jet here. Hi Miss Janet. I know, I couldn’t help myself, I slurped it all before she even had a chance.