Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone!
Sampson Stone here spinning an Irish tale about a dog named Delilah and how she got herself some corned beef.
Did you know Corned Beef is NOT a traditional Irish food? I was surprised too, but when Mom did a little research she discovered that cows were originally sacred in Ireland, so when meat was eaten, it was usually lamb or pork.
Even though Mom is Irish, she doesn’t care what they’d eat in Ireland today, today she’s eating corned beef! And let me tell you, that woman will NOT share her corned beef, she’s super stingy like that.
BUT, once, many years ago Delilah scored herself some corned beef. Here’s how it went down.
Delilah had only been with us about 10 months and back then, she and I still went to Doggy Daycare, Mom would pick us up after work and bring us home.
According to Mom, Dad makes a mean corned beef hash. At least that’s what she says, because neither Delilah or I have ever had corned beef hash. We are only allowed to lick the plate, which the way those two lick their plates, there’s barely any left for us.
Well, because Dad (supposedly) makes this awesome corned beef hash, when Mom makes corned beef, she makes enough for extras. Dad has this cool little meat grinder and he attaches it to the counter and grinds up the corned beef.
So this particular day, Dad had decided to make his corned beef hash. While Delilah and I were at Doggy Daycare, Dad ground up that corned beef and put it on a plate on the counter.
Delilah and I ran in the house and Dad had something to tell Mom, so the two of them chatted at the dining room table. I had run straight for the water bowl, because I’m always so thirsty, but Delilah, Delilah ran straight to the counter.
All of a sudden I heard Mom say, “What’s that sound?”
Yup. It was Delilah, front paws on the counter, inhaling that corned beef.
The next thing I heard was Mom saying, “I’ll take care of her.”
Dad was mad. So mad, I think he saw red! I swear I saw steam coming out of his ears!
But Mom stayed cool, she took Delilah by her collar and put her right in the crate! She had to stay in there for something like 20 minutes or so.
I think Delilah knew she was in trouble, because she usually barks when Mom isolates her, but she didn’t do it that day. She laid right down and kept her big yap shut.
And that my wee lassie and laddies is how a Chocolate Labrador named Delilah had herself a corned beef dinner.
What are you having for St. Patrick’s Day dinner today? What’s the best food your pets ever scored without your permission?
Have a great St. Patrick’s Day everyone!!