Ice Dog

Jul 04, 2010 15:33

Every 4th of July, Jormungandr, my mom and I make homemade ice cream. The old-fashioned kind, where you use ice and rock salt and have to crank it until your arms feel like they're going to fall off. But it's worth the effort, because the consistency and flavor is so different from store bought ice cream. Favorite flavors include peppermint, cinnamon, vanilla, raspberry, and, for my mom, peach. Today, we made peppermint and blackberry (separately, not together).

This year, we also decided to try using Sonic ice, since it's so small and crushed and soft. It was great--SO much less resistance than normal Quick Trip ice. But as we're going along, we keep spilling little pieces on the kitchen floor when we scoop the ice out of the cooler to top the bucket off. And Nemo keeps dive-bombing the pieces as they fall and snapping them up. So I toss him a piece, and he catches it like it's a treat.

We spent thirty minutes tossing him ice. I even dropped a handful in his bowl and he gobbled it right up. And he stood there with us the whole time, watching very intently for any pieces that might fall. He was so sad after we were done making the ice cream. Apparently, we could have saved money all these years and just given him Sonic ice instead of dog treats.

silliness, dogs

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