Some dogs will eat anything that isn't nailed down. And then there's my Labrador, Max. Our latest outing took us to Seattle, the coffee capital of the world. I thought, what could bring a dog more joy in this city than the ultimate canine cocktail: a puppuccino? I was wrong. So very wrong.
It all started with such hope. "So," I thought, "we're in Seattle. Time to treat Max to the city's finest puppuccino." A little dollop of unsweetened whipped cream in a tiny cup – what could be better?
Then he tried it.
His reaction? He is now suing us for flavor-based assault. Seriously. I'm already looking for a lawyer who specializes in dog treat litigation.
His official critique, transmitted via telepathic glare, was scathing. He complained that the aroma was "too juvenile."
And the texture – excuse me, the mouthfeel – was "thoroughly unrefined." He claimed you could barely distinguish the single note of the pasteurized milk from the homogenized. A complete disaster.
His new demands are, accordingly, lofty. He's now insisting on a single-origin, cold brew, fermented bone broth. And specifically from a micro-roastery... from across the river. Naturally.
A deep, resigned sigh escapes him. The burden of having to live with a culinary philistine like me is clearly a heavy one to bear.
The snob has spoken. There was no room for discussion. So, I just rolled my eyes, smiled, grabbed his harness, and we walked on. In search of an establishment that meets his... ahem... standards.
Does your dog have such refined tastes? Or is your fur-friend a total garbage disposal? Tell me in the comments – I need moral support!
P.S.: If your dog is a gourmand too, you should check out my cookbook! In "Pawsitively Perfect: 110+ Gourmet Home-Made Dog Food Recipes" you'll find recipes to delight even the most discerning dog (looking at you, Max!).
