Last night I barbecued some chicken on the grill. Stupidly, I left the BBQ sauce outside on the grill's shelf. Apparently sometime during the night, something knocked it down onto the deck proper, and Murphy, not finding any cats out there this morning, nonetheless had a new "chew toy".
Eventually I walked by the window and saw him contentedly chewing on something held between his paws. I knew that he didn't have any toys out there (because given a chance, all he does is drop them off the deck) so I went outside to see what he had.
It was the plastic BBQ sauce bottle, now with several punctures in it, each of which was oozing spicy honey flavor all over Murphy, who did not seem to mind in the slightest.
He's clean now, but he still smells pretty tasty.
LOL- was he trying to bast from the inside??? :-)
ReplyDeleteDon't eat him!
ReplyDeleteCheck out tonight's post for a version of Shepherds Pie. NOT to be confused with Barbecue German Shepherd's Pie.
ReplyDeleteMmmmmmm. BBQ Shepherd. I hope Angus doesn't learn that trick.
ReplyDeleteRuger, our German Shepherd, recently managed to get the grease can from under the grill.
ReplyDeleteLet's just say that he was the complete opposite of constipated for a day or so...
Dann in Ohio
I just really don't want to think about a large dog with a bottle of barbecue sauce. That would be our late beagle's idea of heaven! Chicken included, of course.
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