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A-Winter-s-Treat Mrs. Meadys

A Winter's Treat

A Winter's Treat

It was a Homer-Simpson moment as I blissfully napped dreaming of donuts…

 

Strawberry, chocolate, all-dressed...

Then reality bit me on the butt when my dog, DJ, bit me on the butt and barked, “Walk me. Now!”

Outside a blizzard raged. Temperature: 40 below frostbite.

But when a dog’s gotta go, it’s gotta go. 


SFX: Dog barking.

2000 steps, I rationalize, while donning my winter garb, teeth already chattering, nose running, buns clenched tight -- house key secured.

Sun, snow or rain, the call of the wild harkens and it's sooo annoying. Onward ho — the northern clime is not for the faint of heart, (unless you can afford a condo in Florida). 

I endure the elements, weather the storm. 
I seek no glory, ask not for reward.

Unlike DJ, who demands his reward, a delectable Meadys treat—energizing, life-affirming. 

A savoury nugget of minced lamb, freshly hand-rolled, mixed with nature’s garden bounty. Chock full of nutrition, bursting with flavour.

DJ licks his bewhiskered lips and we lock eyes.

It's a Meadys' moment that doesn’t get any better than that.

It doesn’t get any better.

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