I decided I'd try to change this, introduce the joy of waiting for one's pleasures, into Mol's life. Instead of mashing the little bit of cooked potato and shredded meat she has with her dinner in with the boring dry biscuits as I usually do, so that she picks it all out first, only incidentally swallowing some of the croquettes while she's about it, I left it in one whole delicious mushy layer in the bottom of the bowl, and completely covered it with the hard tack, a kind of Dog's Dinner Surprise.
She stuck her nose in, and was indeed surprised, and paused for a moment. Something funny going on here, she thought. It smells like there's meat and potato in this, but where is it? Then she dug straight through the biscuits until she found the surprise layer, and ate it first, as usual.
Her friend Moos, in the picture, doesn't get meat and potato in his dinner, but he's a happy enough fellow anyway. It's unusual to see him running behind her, she's usually falling over her paws trying to catch up with him as he races away across the meadow. She's not a great one for doggy friends, though she seems to look forward to seeing him, and Porridge too.
Today's croppings: Patterns.