Pax is a Rottweiler mix, one scary ninety pound dog.  He is twelve and most of the time has this bemused expression in his face.  Tilla, his son, loves to tease him.  He will have a bone in his mouth and run alongside him cheek to cheek eliciting warning barks from him.  Tilla know how far to tease him.  I really got mad at Pax the other day.  I bought our favorite crusty rye bread and broke off a piece.  I was not paying close attention for a second or two, temporarily laid it on the ground and Pax swiped it.  I was going to grab it out of his mouth but my other dissuaded me from doing that.  I was pissed.  He did it again.  He is a great bagel thief too.  Don’t lay one nearby:  he will grab it so quickly you will never see him do it.  He is getting a little crotchety.  He has his favorite spot in the yard–in one corner and will bark at anyone who has the temerity to pass nearby.  He is not really mean.  He just looks the part.  He is one dog I never want to get loose.

The bread thief did it again:  my wife left the rye bread on the counter and briefly left the room.  Our dog gently took the loaf of bread out of the wrapper on the counter and gobbled down the bread when no one was watching him.  “Pax” also loves bagels.  And if you lay one down somewhere, that is also history.  He will do this right in front of you.  He is a real thief.  Just stick a slice of bread in front of his nose and he will follow you anywhere.  He just loves bread.

A Meal Fit For A King

Author: siggy

It was a meal fit for a king:  my wife cut a large chunk of rye bread and grabbed a Macintosh apple and gave them to me on my way out.  I had to eat something.  I thank the Lord for this meal.  The rye bread was deliciously crusty and the apple, extremely crisp, was very tasty.  Usually about once a year you can find them that way.  Yes, I ate my meal on the run but silently thanked God for this “feast”.  He often gives you more than you deserve (and abundantly).