I am told that in the life of a canine pack, it is the pack leaders responsibility to insure that all the members of the pack are fed, and more particularly to insure that everyone gets a portion of the choice bits.
In this household, Milady is the Leader of the Pack. When Milady seeks a snack, the dog is nearby, asserting his right to a portion of the choice bits. Just yesterday, Milady professed a yearning for crackers and potted meat and the dog likewise asserted his claim.
He's the Waiting for Snacks, Sunday Morning Dawg.
To me, potted meat tastes like souse, i.e., hog's head cheese. I love potted meat, but one and only one taste of hog's head cheese passed through my lips. I can remember my ancestors boiling hog heads in order to make hog's head cheese. Yuck, yuck, yuck. . . . It was a big deal to be named as the best maker of hog's head cheese in the area.
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