Last night, just after 10 o'clock, it occurred to me that I hadn't yet fed the dog. This happens occasionally, and thankfully, Lucy is a patient little dog, and doesn't mind eating a late dinner. However, I simultaneously remembered that we had run out of dog food the night before. As in, used the whole bag up and threw it out. Not even any dog food dust left in the bottom. And Aubrey and I had already wound down for the evening, and didn't feel like running out to the store for a late night dog food run.
So began Lucy's dream dinner.
So Aubrey and I began pondering what to feed the poor dog. Should we make her some scrambled eggs? Toast? Its easy enough to give her table scraps and let her lick plates, but we've never considered having to make a whole meal out of it. Lucy kindly offered to just go through the fridge herself, but we told her just to be patient. We had some leftover chicken and rice in the fridge, but the rice had a bit of a kick to it. Aubrey had given a little bit to Lucy the day before and it had caused her to have some.... well... digestive unpleasantness.
The answer lay in a leftover hamburger that had been in the fridge for a couple of days. It was on the older end of the leftover continuum, so neither Aubrey nor I were particularly excited by it anyways. I nuked it, and toasted a piece of bread for a side dish. Of course, Lucy would've eaten either one cold, but still... as long as she was getting a special dinner, I decided to do it right. I cut the burger up, and tore the toast into bite size pieces, and mixed it all together in her bowl for a little burger casserole. And so Lucy got to have a real cooked hamburger for dinner.
As a side note, I noticed about half way through her meal that a bunch of pieces of bread were scattered on the floor around the bowl as she was clearing a path to the meat! Perhaps she needed some mayo? But all the pieces were cleaned up before she was done.