My sous chef
Yesterday and today I've been working on a couple of gallons of gazpacho for an event at noon. Since I prefer the "bits" to be larger than a food processor or blender will leave, I've hand chopped numerous cucumbers, peppers, tomaotes, etc. I don't have a garbage disposer for kitchen waste...........I have Jack the Sous Chef. While he doesn't get peelings (they can choke) all the other stuff is tossed to him like to a preforming seal and herring....except he doesn't clap his paws and bark. It is amazing he isn't a big fat rolypoly sheepdog for what he eats. He's not particular, vegetable, fruit, meats, other......burned to raw, he'll glady be my garbage can. Yes, he gets a nutritious dog food as well. I do insist that if I tap him with my foot he must move. That's the only rule. Otherwise the sous chef is loudy dismissed. Is your bundle of hair helpful in your daily chores? |
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| Good Boy, Jack! Oscar is more like a speed bump.  Though I am sure he would love to be a canine garbage can, with his IBD, Oscar isn't allowed anything but his dog food. But he likes to think he might just get something, so he is, instead, a perpetual Sheepdog Shadow, ready and waiting to topple you like a house of cards. Thank God he is so big, right at thigh level, so if he's taking me down, I won't kill him in the process!  I'm cautious around small dogs, as those little suckers are dangerous tripping machines! At least, with Oscar, you know what you are tripping over!Laurie and Oscar |
| Izzie is also on hand for the disposal of appropriate vegetable/meat/food waste. Her kitchen management duties include, but are not limited to: assuring proper food disposal (her mouth) supervising the loading of the dishwasher (double checking Melissa's rinsing abilities) supervising proper fridge and freezer opening and closing...there is a management fee involved for each transaction environmental safety - aka - making sure the floors are clean of food debris and slip-proof she takes her job very seriously  |
| Glacier used to be kitchen Merry Maid, tending the floors and cabinets. Lately she's lapsed. Don't know if it is the UTI or the fact if she puts her head to the floor, her rear head begins to collapse. Jack will do floors......if I point out the mess. yes, I'm getting lazy. Won't have a dishwasher until kitchen redo next month, but seriously question need with the K9 Dish Licker Patrol who "prerinse" everything. Alas, my refrigerator cleaner, Crumpet, is long gone to the bridge, she'd get into the frig and clean all the shelves she could reach, "Mom, you are so messy, let me help." Oscar and Jack are the same size......sheepie speed hump indeed. Alas, as I shrink in height I find it harder to step over such obstructions. Large dogs need longer legged uprights. I fear small dogs, I can't see them down there, too much of me in the way. |
| Chewie - he's more of a kitchen speed bump...or actually like a space bar keeping ME away from the counters! Once when I thought he had a wood tick (all fat and full of blood)...it was instead a baked bean from the night before that had fallen into his coat and dried!  He also isn't a big food hound at all - so he's pretty selective. Riley is MUCH more the candidate for sous chef here. He claims any and all food that needs cleanup, and uses all 25 pounds of him boot anyone else out of the way   |
| i need to rent out my boys to weight watchers ever time i open the fridge they are there so i try and stay out of the kitchen .. |
SheepieBoss wrote: Alas, my refrigerator cleaner, Crumpet, is long gone to the bridge, she'd get into the frig and clean all the shelves she could reach, "Mom, you are so messy, let me help." OMG I thought Maddie was the only one who did this. She has a couple of apprentices in her daughters, but they rarely get to practice as I can't open the fridge and not have her head in there and at that point there ain't room for much else. She is also my main pre-wash rinser...She takes this job very seriously and will pick up a plate, cup, bowl, even a pan and head to some quiet corner so the rest cannot share. She rarely ever spills anything and she's only broken something once, which is more than I can say over the years, washing dishes. My parents were not aware of this trait and were shocked the first time they to saw her make off with a heavy frying pan, never mind when one of them got the bright idea they wanted to give her a bowl of milk <?>. In her pre-rinse position there generally aren't large amounts of anything left, so she wasn't properly prepared to pick up a small but full bowl of milk and left a handy trail throughout their kitchen and into the dining room. This amused my Dad to no end so he did it several times for kicks. My mom was less amused, even though the rest of the crew were right behind her, volunteering for clean-up duty. Poor Mad, I dare say she was disappointed when she got to her hidey-hole and realized much of the loot had "evaporated" Sous chef...I have several candidates, but I think Che has probably best staked his claim here. Besides, he amuses me with his catching abilities (none of the rest can catch even remotely reliably) so he is probably my main garbage disposal as well, though when I cook I have to delegate liberally so as to not offend. Speed bumps, well, sort of, but more like shadows. Sybil is probably my only true speed bump, off on her own, though, she likes to sleep across the stairs from the kitchen to the back hall, too proud to beg with the commoners, thank you very much. Funny thread  Kristine |
| This thread is hilarious! Ive always lived in homes with dogs...often LOTS of dogs...and so the first time I ever lived in a dog-free situation was at college. I remember vividly the first time I dropped something edible on the floor (buttered toast, I think). I just stood there and stared at it . "Wait, you mean Ive got to clean this UP???"  |
ravenmoonart wrote: This thread is hilarious! Ive always lived in homes with dogs...often LOTS of dogs...and so the first time I ever lived in a dog-free situation was at college. I remember vividly the first time I dropped something edible on the floor (buttered toast, I think). I just stood there and stared at it . "Wait, you mean Ive got to clean this UP???" That IS a rude awakening, isn't it???? KB |
| ^^^^^^ I SAY CLEAN UP IN ISLE 3 AND THEY COME RUNNING |
 I can't even up the crisper drawer without the whole house going nuts! Heaven forbid I want to have a carrot myself If I do want one, I better eat it while they have theirs! I made a roast the other day and skipped the carrots since the house was quiet |
I thought Celyn was the only one who liked to 'help' in the kitchen. She would 'help' unload the shopping. 'help' fill the fridge and as for cooking she was always there with an open smiling mouth. You guys make me smile so much.  |
| I don't have a dishwasher so when we go to my daughter's place Butchy is in heaven, he gets to be the pre-rinse and we all agree he does a bang up job. Love it when they're babies and they stand on the door doing it. He's also first in the fridge making sure all is ok. When ever I see them doing some of the things they do I can't help but think of my deceased mother-in-law and my husband's family, they would die to see any of this. |
Quote: When ever I see them doing some of the things they do I can't help but think of my deceased mother-in-law and my husband's family, they would die to see any of this. ^^^^^^^ yep, my mother, MIL, etc would all be beyond themselves. That's why I like this group........and my water baby friends......y'all understand. No pretense to be pristine/perfect. We can talk about stuff others don't even think about, let alone broach. (thinking we haven't had a good poop or dingleberry discussion lately  )I also admit I've taught my guys to eat from a fork. Their constant pleading with their eyes (what good actors) started the plate licking, then the giving them "bits" but competition resulted in the bits disappearing into snapping jaws. So to retain fingers I started using my fork. Four heads line up to receive their portion (which helps me eat less!) I enjoy watching the learning curve for each on fork management; from initially licking to reluctant opening mouth.........all the way to Jack and Excalibur. He clamps his mouth shut on the fork and it does take Arthurian strength to get it back out. No, we don't have guests over for dinner......LOL! |
ICH wrote: Love it when they're babies and they stand on the door doing it. You mean like this??  |
| sheepdog adjustable upper rack? |
| Tiggy and Rastus come as a kitchen cleaning team. Rastus is expert at standing on his back legs and twisting his body so he has maximum coverage for cleaning all the counter tops. Tiggy cleans the floors, they take one side of the dishwasher each for maximum efficiency. It's hard to get anything out of the fridge with two big dogs shoving their way in so they both have to go to their beds while I explore the fridge. And then anywhere that can't be reached by the dogs Rowdy the siamese cat has covered. Rowdy and Tiggy have been known to team up for pantry raiding duty. Rowdy climbs the 'walk in' pantry shelves and knocks stuff down for Tiggy to open.  |
| I;ve always called Pirate my sous chef. No matter what I am preparing, he stands, at the ready, on my right side. |
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