Monday, 28 December 2015

" Pigs In Blankets"


A new child in the house always provokes a change amongst the other children.
This usually can be managed with some judicial acts of " being spoilt" .......for every baby needs to feel that they are your world's centre.
Boxing Day evening was a case in point. The Prof was asleep in his arm chair and the terriers were all heaped on the sofa snoring quietly. Only Winnie and I were awake.
I was curled up in the only dog free sofa area and Winnie was sitting quietly in front of the log burner, watching the fire with sombre eyes.
Mary has been running Winnie ragged over Christmas and from time to time the old girl has been looking somewhat fraught what with sharp puppy teeth pulling fat folds of face at every turn and even though she has been gentle with the puppy like a hippo who has taken ballet lessons , I thought it was time for a treat.
I waved silently at Winnie and pointed to the kitchen, after making a sort of pantomime for her to be quiet ( a gesture that I was sure she understood).We tip toed  out of the living room together  and she watched me carefully as I rooted in the fridge for the remains of the turkey and pulled out the remaining pigs in blankets which surrounded it.

Now, I am not sure if " pigs in blankets" are purely a British phenomenon , but if they are ( and for the benefit of overseas visitors) all I shall say that they are delicious miniature chipolata sausages which have been wrapped in bacon-(  bloody lovely they are too)
Anyhow I grabbed five " pigs" and tipped the lot into Winnie's gin trap mouth and moments later we were sat back in the quiet living room. She in front of the fire licking the turkey fat from her lips and me cramped on the couch.
No one in the cottage were any the wiser.
After a few minutes of lip smacking , Winnie heaved herself up again and walked up to me slowly.
She placed two saucer sized paws on the couch cushion , stood up and planted a long wet sausage smelling kiss onto my face.
She knew she was back on top in the favourite baby tables.




79 comments:

  1. That's beautiful John, Your home sounds full of love and kindness.

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    1. ..land farts , shit and dog snot

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    2. ... are the things that make a REAL home too hehe

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  2. Oh my goodness! What a beautiful story! Hurray for the dear sweet Winnie and her man.

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  3. Chris could imitate this kindly act by silently signalling you to follow him to the fridge. Once there he would root out his secret stash of scotch eggs and tip a couple of them into your gin trap mouth. "There! Good boy!"

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  4. A beautiful story.

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  5. Winnie is such a sweetheart...

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  6. I'm amazed the rest of the gang didn't hear the fridge being opened!

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    1. Me too ! My fridge is at the other end of the house from the bedroom. The cats can be dead to the world on my bed and if I open the fridge, the magically appear by my feet.

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    2. I shut the kitchen door

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  7. Made me cry again LOL
    she is a dear girl .. she deserves all the pigs in a blanket that she can eat. They have them here too and that is what they call them.
    Sausages rolled in dough. I have never eaten one.

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  8. Aw ... Sweet story, John.
    Hmm, that made me hungry - Lucky Winnie!

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  9. Let me tell you, John. I have had three dogs in this house for the better part of two weeks and I would much rather have 5 little human people running around and getting into trouble and messes than these three dogs vying for top spot. Whew! I'm exhausted!

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  10. I love the relationship between you and Winnie. So very sweet. ♡♡

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  11. So happy for Winnie.

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  12. Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww..so sweet. I live in Northeastern Pennsylvania, good, old USA, where there was a very large Welsh, then Irish and Italian and Polish and Lithuanian and Slovak and Russian immigrant population because of the now defunct anthracite coal mines. The coal is still there, but greedy Mafia owned subcontractors dug a little too close to the river bed and that was the end of deep mining here. Anyway, Piggies here is ground beef mixed with rice rolled with cabbage leaves into little barrels and roasted in a tomato based sauce. Oh My Gawd so good!!!!

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    1. I worked in pittsburgh for a while and was astonished at the number of welsh names and streets and chapels I saw

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    2. That is a Polish dish Golabki, Stuffed Cabbage.
      My Mum made them. So good
      Pigs in a Blanket use to be small buttermilk pancakes wrapped around a pork sausage. Sprinkled with powered sugar.
      Or a sausage or hotdog wrapped with dough.

      We all need to feel special sometimes. Hugs to Winnie.

      cheers, parsnip and thehamish

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  13. Lovely, a well deserved treat :-)

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  14. Such a special moment shared in secret...how truly lovely! You both deserve a huge hug for being the very best at who you are!

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  15. Aww! Can I come back in the next life as one of your dogs?

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  16. I thought when Winnie heaved herself up and walked slowly over to you it was to puke in your lap.

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    1. That was my first thought!

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    2. Its christmas, i wanted a nice story

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  17. I'm terrible for sneaking treats to our dog, Dottie.

    Our pigs-in-blankets had venison rather than pork sausages, but I suppose deer-in-blankets doesn't sound quite so appetising.

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  18. Well deserved by Winnie....she needs that one on one. She is adorable. Good for you!

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  19. She was very lucky the prof had left any !!!
    He sounds great company, obviously takes after me. Food then sleep, unfortunately no beer to blame in my case.

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  20. That story was pure magic, I've just read it out to Tom and Ahhhh was the reaction.
    Happy new year to both and of course to the animals.
    Briony
    x

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  21. Little treats are special. I love Winnie x

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  22. One of life's special little moments....

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  23. What a sweet story.

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  24. I can imagine you and Winnie tip toeing out of the living room together to the sound of cartoon music- da da da da da dada dada da..........!

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    1. Sylvester and sweetie pie?

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    2. Sylvester and Tweetie Bird lol

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    3. More like the two old grumpy blokes from the Muppets? *sniggers*

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  25. My Christmas dinner meat consisted of nothing else but 16 pifgs in blankets. A day to ourselves this year and so we ate what we wanted. Amanda had fried sea bass......strange.

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    1. That would be 'pigs'

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    2. 16!!!!!!!!
      I want to shake that man's hand
      Well done

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    3. It wasn't difficult. A pint of bread sauce helped

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  26. Awwww.
    Wouldn't work here. Jazz can hear the fridge door open through closed doors and heavy sleep.

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    1. That's the way the cats are .. god forbid I step on a squeaky floorboard, I immediately have an escort into the kitchen ... Aren't cats supposed to be aloof ?

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    2. When it suits them. And only then. Someday I will get to go to the toilet by myself...

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  27. Good for Winnie, bless her - she's the best ! So glad you spoiled her.

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  28. Awwww! Your bond with Winnie is very special. I think she's too long-suffering. A couple of sharp nips - or perhaps being sat upon - might improve the behaviour of that (sweet) little Miss!

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  29. Lucky Winnie made to feel very special. ( When in the U.K. we always made sure to have some chipolatas. Best sausages ever). You were well rewarded with a special kiss.

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    1. Bulldogs are wellknownfor their kissing nature

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    2. How very very sweet ..

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  30. Lucky Winnie made to feel very special. ( When in the U.K. we always made sure to have some chipolatas. Best sausages ever). You were well rewarded with a special kiss.

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  31. Ah Winnie....she speaks without words..x

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  32. We cooked a 24lb turkey on Christmas Eve (husband gets a free turkey from his work). It only just fitted in the oven. The dogs didn't settle all day, keeping a close eye on the oven, and we caught one with her front paws on the work surface as the turkey cooled down. To walk off the Christmas Dinner, we went for a hill walk in the snow. The dogs disappeared through the trees for a while. Goodness knows what they found to eat, something dead no doubt, but one woke up throwing up at 5am and the other whined to go outside to puke up half an hour later. Oh the joys of dog ownership! I love your story about Winnie. Want to swap dogs? Yours are far better behaved than mine! xx

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    1. Do you think? Lol

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    2. One Christmas, friends invited us, and our Labrador, to spend Christmas Day with them. Not being dog owners, they didn't know the rules about putting all food up high, and closing all doors - though we did warn them. Over the day our little chap demolished a complete Christmas cake, mince pies, a plate of sliced turkey, cut ready for sandwiches, rooted round in all the waste bins in the house, and the kitchen rubbish bin. Oh boy - he had a ball - the best Christmas ever ! No wonder he didn't want his boring old kibble dinner, and was somewhat unwell later!
      We eat out at Christmas nowadays, so our current Labs don't have a chance to sample such stolen delights.

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    3. One year when my husband came home from work with the extra large turkey, it was too late to cook it and too big to store in the fridge. We were going out for a little while that evening and I didn't trust the dogs with the turkey in the house. So we had to take the turkey with us in the car. The turkey was left in the bath overnight with the door closed!

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  33. Were you wearing your silk dressing gown a la mode, Nigella?

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    1. Yes, and i was licking my lipstick in a lascivious way

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  34. if i gave teddy something like that she would have the runs for a week! chows have such sensitive stomachs. pigs in a blanket, polish hand grenades, are stuffed cabbage here. i am making them later this week!

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  35. Never heard of pigs in blankets but they sound delicious.

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  36. Your pile of dogs sounds very similar to ours...

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  37. That was a very sweet thing to do. I'm sure Winnie felt very special!

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    1. I think she just stuffed her fat face

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  38. I prefer shrimp (prawns) or scallops wrapped in bacon meself. bless dear winnie!

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  39. That's just so very lovely. My great aunt made sausage rolls every Chrimbo. I miss her and them - delicious with brown sauce! Now if I could only figure out how to tiptoe to the kitchen without the 7 month old darling hearing me and following....just so I could treat the other 2 old pups. Hmmmm.

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  40. Are you quite sure she wasn't just sniffing your breath to see if you had any in your mouth, not yet swallowed?

    Just kidding. I'm glad Winnie got some special treatment and gave you a kiss.

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  41. Oh,that is so sweet!☺

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  42. Not as sweet as dog kisses but the kitten did the full face sniffing inspection the other morning ... followed by a small bite on the end of my nose. I like to think it was a kiss.
    No one has asked me what happened to the end of my nose.

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  43. A human can only eat so many Pigs, a dog can consume a mountain. At this stage of Christmas I think you did the best thing.

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  44. Oh no Winnie not 5! Not good for the waistline dear!
    Still as John is on a diet you go for it and enjoy.

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  45. Oh what a beautiful photo of a happy Winnie thanking her fave human. We also have pigs in blankets here in SA. I sometimes make them as snacks, but (being vegetarian) don't eat them! xx

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  46. Well done Winnie - that beautiful face of yours wins hearts the world over. I hope you realise just how much he gave up relinquishing those pigs. Not sure that I could have done it - I adore them.

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  47. My sister introduced us to the pigs in blankets for Christmas dinner when she came back from the UK. Very yummy they are. You deserved the big sloppy kiss xo

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  48. Nothing like a big slobbering kiss from man's best friend. We must have been poor when I grew up cause 'piggies in blankets' for us were cold mashed potatoe wrapped in devon slices and skewered with toothpicks - very posh. lol.

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  49. thank god you did that for long suffering winnie.
    anybody that chewed on my fat folds would be hurled across the room.
    i have admired her endurance!
    and now her just reward. special love from her man. kudos john! xo

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  50. Gorgeous Winnie she is a star and you are a great Dad xx

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