As a gourmet food lover myself and someone who owns three pugs and a bulldog who would eat literally, anything, I've always appreciated Norbert's more refined tastes when it comes to edibles. This weekend he outdid himself. On Saturday while our power was turned off for a few hours my husband decided to make some pancakes with an old box of Bisquick we had lying around from a corn dog making experiment.
being a pancake snob I've never in my life made Bisquick, or any other
mix, pancakes. I tried one pancakes and rejected it as blah, Norbert's
reaction was the same as mine and matched that of the above picture. He
spit the pancake right out where a greedy pug made short work of it.
My husband gave him another pancake to see if it was a freak, again
Norbert spit it out. At that point I became worried he was ill, ever
since he turned 11 I am constantly worried he is ill, and I know that
Norbert loves pancakes, or at least home made not from a mix pancakes.
I went into the kitchen and got some fancy duck jerky treats which
Norbert promptly gobbled up. That is when I realized that Bisquick
pancakes must for Norbert reside in the same category as milk bones, not
fit for his discerning consumption. See Norbert has an internal
register that immediately rejects any dog treat that is not organic,
free range, made in America or Canada, and cost lest then ten dollars a
bag as not fit from his consumption. A milk bone handed out by a
friendly patron at the dog park or one of those vet office treats, he
will spit right onto the floor, but give him a fancy pants organic
morsel and he gobbles it right up. It might be my favorite thing about