I know this isn't about food, but sometimes you just have to take a break from the kitchen, step back and admire your dog.
I got Goldie from the animal shelter three years ago on July 1, when she was 6 1/2 years old.
She is half greyhound, half lab. She can run like the wind, dig like a backhoe and wag like a maniac when she sees something interesting to chase.
Chasing? It is her favorite hobby. She sees a slight movement and her greyhound instincts kick in...and she's off.
We live in the Conejo ('Rabbit" in Spanish) Valley and she has sent her share of bunnies scurrying into the bushes in fear for their lives.
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