This is one of those days that the brain seems a bit fractured. Maybe that has a negative twist, but I suspect most of you know those days. As I went from one task to another without a plan, I realized that I needed some kitchen therapy.
I would never have considered kitchen therapy two years ago because after a busy school day and doing whatever household chores had to be done, esp. laundry, the kitchen was just another task. After two years and moving to three, I have found that when I can’t seem to focus well, I turn to the kitchen.
Today, I decided that I needed to refill my homemade doggie treats, so I started the process. I have taken two different recipes and tweaked them. I use the basic standard of graham flour, rolled oats (not quick), egg, and applesauce, but then change them up.
I have found that baby food purees are a great way to add the sweet potatoes, peas, and apples that seem to please the dogs, so I add that in, too. Vanilla seems to be a special ingredient in a wide-range of recipes, so I generously add that, too.
This time I am adding steel cut oats partly for the roughage, but also because it is smaller for my small Havanese to manage chewing. Our bassador has no problem with anything and at 13 he has no teeth issues.
I cut them pretty thin and small so we do not overuse them, and they store very nicely. The smell is great in the kitchen today, and even though the spring sunshine makes it look delightfully warm outside, it still is in the 50s.
I have one more major task I wanted to accomplish and I think my brain is cleared enough to get it done. Thanks for seeing how a little Puppy Love treat makes me percolate a bit better and the family gets the benefits and it all comes from unconditional love just like God loves us and asks us to love others.