I Live For Danger

Despite the fact that I sleep most of the time, I'm actually a thrill-seeking, bad to the bone (hopefully a yummy raw bone marrow bone) puppy. As my mom often says, my super power is that I can find the most dangerous item in the room to chew, which is an AWESOME super power. What my parents don't seem to understand is that dangerous = delicious!

I'm fairly certain that a perfect meal would be a heaping plate of power cord spaghetti with metal bottle cap meatballs and a laundry detergent cream sauce. Alas I've never had the chance to make this gourmet goodness as my overbearing parents (who never ever let me have ANYTHING) keep foiling my plans. My mom's heart is made of stone as today I gave her my most pathetic sad eyes and instead of giving me a yummy iPad charger for my mid-morning snack, she gave me a Kong filled with treats. Pfffffffffth! I wrinkled my nose at her in disgust because hello, I am a gourmand and know the difference!

As soon as she threw her hands up in frustration (which I generally interpret as her saying how much she adores me), I happily took my Kong and waddled over to my spot by the window to start thinking about the top recipes that would go in the cookbook that I'm planning to write.

Zzzzzz..... cookbook planning is exhausting work!

Jasper's Top Recipes: 

- Dad's socks rolled in plastic bottle shards (soft and fuzzy with a satisfying crunch!)

- Nikon camera strap with a side of paper towels

- Bottle caps stuffed with carpet padding

- Wall plaster pudding and cardboard coasters

Off to nap now, because recipe planning is hard work! 

Jasper