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Wouldn’t be the first time I ate dog food. Crunchy stuff isn’t as bad as you’d assume. About on par with a pork rind, just crunchier. Both leave you very thirsty.This is good stuff...(but not on spaghetti and meatballs). I've found it really helped my dog when he had some issues.
What if you are a "bit" crazy, but haven't eaten a whole bunch of cat food????? I mean like just eaten a "normal" amount???
You'll find yourself unable to walk past anything sitting on a table without reaching out and knocking it on the floor. Then looking at the closest person with that "yeah, I did that ... whatcha wanna do about it?" look.
Oof. This reminds me of a little tale.
ftfy
I've only gone as far as eating a dog biscuit to impress other knucklehead friends in college.
when it comes to cats, there is no room for the word 'normal'. They cray. If a human eats they food, they cray too.
Grey here, with lots of annoying water falling from the sky. I don’t get it.
What Josh said.Grey here, with lots of annoying water falling from the sky. I don’t get it.
My buddy used to bring a pocket full to the bus stop in the morning. I figured that if those biscuits hadn’t killed him they must be safe enough for me to eat- and I was a hungry kid. Really weren’t bad, tasted like cardboard smellsOof. This reminds me of a little tale.
My maternal grandmother never learned to read and write.
She was visiting and staying with us for a bit, and she liked having biscuits (the old school term, not buttermilk biscuits), cookies and crackers to snack on between meals.
We get back from grocery shopping one day, and realize we forgot a few things (including more biscuits for grandma), so mom tells me and my brother to just unload the car and put everything on the dining table, and hop back in the car to get the other stuff, and we'll put everything away when we get back.
We get back, put everything away, and later that evening, grandma asks if there were anymore of the new biscuits, because she really liked them. She said they were kind of hard, but very tasty. My mom says, "Those biscuits that we got you?", and grandma replies, "No, the new, different kind".
So my mom asks me and my brother, "Did you guys get some different kind of snacks?". "Nope. Just those biscuits that grandma usually has". My mom says, "She says not those. Some new, different biscuits that were kind of hard, but tasty".
Then this looks dawns on my brother's face. "Uhhh... I think that's why the bag of dog food was open when we got home from the second trip. I was wondering who opened it, since dad wasn't home, yet".
We'd decided to try a new brand of dog food (that didn't have a picture of dogs on the bag), because it said, "Makes its own gravy. Just add water. Can be served wet or dry". We got a small bag to test, instead of the usual big bags (the stuff DID smell really savory and tasty).
My mom's eyes about popped. "You do not EVER tell your grandma that she ate dog food!".
She ended up telling her mom, "Sorry, those are all gone".
good enough when you’re hungry and ended up being breakfast 2 or 3 times.
I hope you made synonym rolls
The dog food story reminded me;
Our family had various funny grocery related experiences.
Here's another from my early teens. As was pretty common, we used to have OJ with breakfast. One day, while grocery shopping with my mom, I see a new, different brand 'with pulp' (we usually got the kind without pulp), so I said, "Hey mom, can we try this brand instead?". She says, "Sure, put a couple cartons in the cart".
First morning with the new OJ, everyone takes a first sip and makes a weird face. "Wow... OK... that's different...". "Yeah, it's not just the pulp. It"s... tangier than the stuff we usually get. Got a bit of a zing to it".
By the end of the week, we're all agreed that the stuff is different, but we've actually gotten to like it, so the next trip to the store, we bought more.
Open the first new carton at breakfast and everyone has the same reaction, "Is this the same stuff? This is just regular OJ with pulp". "Ohhhh..."
Yup. The first batch had fermented. Buncha alkies. No wonder everyone was in a good mood after breakfast
*** (my parents hardly drank at all. My mom could handle 1 glass of wine. 2 would get her drunk, and she could STILL drink my dad under the table. He was extremely sensitive to alcohol, eg. One shot and he was beet red and tipsy).
