Well that's right tonight my caretakers dabbled in parts that make most people uneasy, a cow's tongue. It was simmered with water, onion, garlic, parsley, and a bay leaf. After about 10 hours it was cooled and set to rest and absorb more flavor. After a stunning afternoon at IKEA the adults returned home with new and fashionable furniture. One such item was a butcher block mini island. This was immediately unwrapped and pieced together, sanitized and prepped for service. The tongue was removed and thrown into a saute pan with a drop or two of olive oil, onions, tomatoes, garlic, cilantro, salt and a house favorite Sriracha.
Honestly, I didn't even get a chance at this one. Let's be honest, given such savory components and placed in their shoes would I have shared even a few morsels with a four legged mongrel? Answer, no! Well I hate to be brief but time is limited. I will sneak in a line or two when I am able. As I mentioned earlier the level of activity in this household is extreme. The determination of these two humans and their brood is quite fascinating, never before have I witnessed such physical and mental exertion, brought not on by force but by pure and unequalled hope for their uncharted destiny.
For those that have fallen under the rug of perplexing and unequal times, I raise my paw to you. For those that have migrated to unthinkable places and unfamiliar packs, I raise my paw to you. For all righteous and honorable types on a quest of discovery or mere survival, I too, raise my paw to you. The only advice I can offer is this...Never give up, secure your gangline, and prepare your sled for the worst, because as of yet we know not what the future beholds, but as a famous R&B musician once said, "I'll See You When You Get There".