Mmm Mmm Meatballs!Posted: January 24, 2014
My humans finally did it. After much persistent begging–yes, I’ll admit to it–they finally got a Bark Box subscription for me. When I received my first special package last month, I might have been a little over-enthusiastic. I might have eaten the bully stick a little too quickly. And I might have thrown up, leading my humans to change the name from Bark Box to Barf Box. Lesson learned: Moderation is the key to enjoying your Bark Box subscription. So when this month’s Bark Box arrived, I decided that I would slowly savor its contents.
I carefully reached into the box, pulled out the Your Dog’s Diner Mutt Meatballs package, carried it to my bed (because that’s where I take all things I love), and started to play with it. That’s when my human mommy had to explain to me that it isn’t a toy; it’s a treat mix. Even better!
So I joined her in the kitchen to prepare my very special Mutt Meatball treats. We added one egg and some very lean ground meat (trust me, it was better than the meat my humans usually eat) to the all-organic contents of the package–organic rolled oats, organic spinach flakes, organic red bell pepper, organic parsley, and organic basil. Admit it, humans who are reading this, you’re drooling right now, aren’t you?
Mommy wouldn’t allow me to mix the contents–something about trust or the lack thereof; I’m not sure; my nose was over-riding my brain at that point–so she did the honors. She made little teaspoon-sized meatballs. We put some in the oven and froze some uncooked so we can take them out and bake them little by little.
While the meatballs were in the oven, I helped Mommy with the clean-up duties. I love cleaning up!
In 30 minutes, we took the Mutt Meatballs out of the oven and drained them on some paper towels. Don’t they look fabulous? I even caught Mommy taking a little bite of one and then saying, “I may put these in your daddy’s spaghetti this weekend.” Shhh, don’t tell Daddy!
Finally it was time for me to do the ultimate taste test. (Those are my daddy’s fingers. I just don’t want you to think my mommy has man hands!) Mmm mmm good! Two paws way up for Your Dog’s Diner Mutt Meatballs. We can do that again, Mommy!