I remember hearing on the BBC at night several years ago about a man whose job it was to taste dog food and determine of dogs would like it.
The other day The Wife got some dog biscuits that look and smell like those Goldfish Crackers
The other day The Wife got some dog biscuits that look and smell like those Goldfish Crackers
I ate one. They’re good… Now what? The problem is how to stop me from eating them all!! Maybe I can get a new ultra-high paying job!
Our family lives on Goldfish crackers. And this is a bad thing because they are expensive here.Oh, and now that I am no longer on Facebook or Twitter, I will have plenty of time to spam your blog.Just sayin…
So THAT'S why your wife calls you "dogs-breath"?? (Teehee)
Perhaps we could start our own business of doggie treats and you (and the dogs) could be our "quality control"!
Stop, no way? Dog bisquits? It would have to depend on how hungry I was. But I don't think I'd ever be that hungry.
A little worrisome, this post. But a new career path always has its obstacles. I guess. 😉
I might have to draw the line at our friendship if you start licking your balls.