My secret is out of the closet! Yes, I too have succumbed to the "chicken noodle soup" for all that ails!
Well, okay, in this case nothing really ails, however the chicken noodle soup comes to the rescue, not that anything really needed rescuing to begin with.
For years, I have been weaning my litters, like in Labrador puppies, with as the Colonel would tease "A secret formula of herbs and spices", of course it's not so secret when it comes in an envelope inside a box of Lipton Chicken Noodle Soup!
So, let's let the cat out of the box or is it a rabbit out of a hat, whatever your choice of critters out of containers maybe, chicken noodle soup has been a mainstay in raising my little chickadees into fat rolly-polly, cute as pig's ear Lab puppies.
So gather close by the fireside, ears close to the radio and I will give you a down home chat on how I get my puppies to forget about momma and come a running when I bring them their meals.
You take an envelop of chicken noodle soup and add it to a cup of boiling water.
Stir real good and don't be eating any of it for yourself, because as the Campbell commercial always says, "It's mmmmm good!"
I then add a cup of Max Large Breed Puppy dry dog food and let it stand for a while until the dry food has soaked in the chicken noodle broth.
To this scrumptious looking gruel, actually it does smell very inviting, I then add 3/4 cup of goat milk and 1/4 cup of rich, butterfat milk.
Talk about puppies devouring their food and for me it is such a welcome reprieve not having to bottle feed each puppy one at a time!
Puppies will suckle from their moms for up to the age of 4 weeks. Usually at that time, the old law of economics will appear, only in reverse mode, demand will far outstrip supply! The ever-fast growing pups will suckle the mom dry in minutes.
Me, the surrogate mom, then jumps in and hand feeds the pups with a mixture of goat milk, butterfat milk and Enfamil baby formula. Up to three times a day for a whole week each pup will be hand fed until they are old enough for the chicken noodle soup adventure.
So, here we are at the Yeehaw Junction in the road, as I stop momentarily to read my emails before I take my newest crop of puppies their first-ever meal that will certainly taste like chicken!
So, until the next blog writing mood strikes, with my favorite cowboy in mind, happy trails to you!
Friday, September 21, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Welcoming Myself Back
WOW! it's been three years since the last time that I updated the blogspot at Chambray Blog News! That is supposed to be a real big NO NO in the realm of blogging................ suicide by layers of inactivity!
Time indeed does fly by, although I have been told by those with more grey matter that time doesn't really exist, that it really is a figment of our imagination, something conjured by man to extend their sense of longevity. Okay, I guess I am not the rebel that I have always dreamed I was and will accept this rather nebulous, higher being intellectual premise.
So much has happened as the non-existent time does not wait for anyone in my three-year blogdom absence, too much to really document in the preferred short version story telling of blog scripting.
Obviously, I am still alive and kicking, so the saga continues or as Sonny and Cher would sing way back when "and the beat goes on".
My kids are 3 years older, Jessie, now 18, graduated high school in May ranked very high in her class and was awarded a full ride scholarship for 2 years at Miami Dade Honors College. I graduated from the regular version of Miami Dade back in 1970 with my Associated In Arts degree. I guess maybe she can explain this 'no time thing" to me.
My son Ryan, at 13 is the super athlete and is now in the last year of middle school. Last year he was voted Most Valuable Player in 2 sports, Volleyball and Softball. Now, what makes all this exceptional is that he is not yet 5 foot tall and the rest of the Volleyball players were well over a foot taller than he was!
Great things come in small packages and when you meet Jessie and Ryan you will know what I am talking about!
Shaune is my first born from my first foray into the married world is now 33 year's old and lives in Georgia close by with her mother. She now has 3 kids of her own, thus has bestowed the great honor upon me of GRANDFATHER. I capitalize that word because it is like a clock on a wall...........................it tells time!!!!!!! Forget what the worldly thinkers think, we are getting older and that is a test of time no matter what they say it isn't.
Well, I guess you know what my gripe is all about after all this absence of TIME from the blog scene.
Time, damn time........................even if there is the possibility that it doesn't exist, the clock is ticking and we are getting older by the minute.
Oh, excuse me, the higher brainiacs will tell us that there are no minutes, no hours and days just don't exist, years don't leap and centuries are just an illusion created by giant mirrors that we can't comprehend.
Ok, so I am back and will post my mind's ramblings from time to time, even if that time doesn't exist, however I know I exist because I have a terrible pain in the rear and that is real for sure!
Sandy Herzon
10:59 AM September 20th 2007
Time indeed does fly by, although I have been told by those with more grey matter that time doesn't really exist, that it really is a figment of our imagination, something conjured by man to extend their sense of longevity. Okay, I guess I am not the rebel that I have always dreamed I was and will accept this rather nebulous, higher being intellectual premise.
So much has happened as the non-existent time does not wait for anyone in my three-year blogdom absence, too much to really document in the preferred short version story telling of blog scripting.
Obviously, I am still alive and kicking, so the saga continues or as Sonny and Cher would sing way back when "and the beat goes on".
My kids are 3 years older, Jessie, now 18, graduated high school in May ranked very high in her class and was awarded a full ride scholarship for 2 years at Miami Dade Honors College. I graduated from the regular version of Miami Dade back in 1970 with my Associated In Arts degree. I guess maybe she can explain this 'no time thing" to me.
My son Ryan, at 13 is the super athlete and is now in the last year of middle school. Last year he was voted Most Valuable Player in 2 sports, Volleyball and Softball. Now, what makes all this exceptional is that he is not yet 5 foot tall and the rest of the Volleyball players were well over a foot taller than he was!
Great things come in small packages and when you meet Jessie and Ryan you will know what I am talking about!
Shaune is my first born from my first foray into the married world is now 33 year's old and lives in Georgia close by with her mother. She now has 3 kids of her own, thus has bestowed the great honor upon me of GRANDFATHER. I capitalize that word because it is like a clock on a wall...........................it tells time!!!!!!! Forget what the worldly thinkers think, we are getting older and that is a test of time no matter what they say it isn't.
Well, I guess you know what my gripe is all about after all this absence of TIME from the blog scene.
Time, damn time........................even if there is the possibility that it doesn't exist, the clock is ticking and we are getting older by the minute.
Oh, excuse me, the higher brainiacs will tell us that there are no minutes, no hours and days just don't exist, years don't leap and centuries are just an illusion created by giant mirrors that we can't comprehend.
Ok, so I am back and will post my mind's ramblings from time to time, even if that time doesn't exist, however I know I exist because I have a terrible pain in the rear and that is real for sure!
Sandy Herzon
10:59 AM September 20th 2007
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