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Cujo The Dog, MSW Petting Optional

Say something Cujo

For the second time in as many weeks a young woman showed up unannounced at my door. The first time she came she  said she was returning a CD that was borrowed long ago. She lingered (in the middle of my workday) until finally I asked her if she was running away from home. Lingering? I don’t know what to do with. Running away? I can handle. She left quickly after I asked. My kids always say I’m too blunt.

Today when she showed up  there was no CD to return. It was just her.

“Running away again?”

Can I just come in for a while. I just need a place to cry and have some quiet.

I sat with her for a moment while she pet ‘Cujo The Dog’.

“Do you want to talk?”

No, but can Cujo stay with me?

I showed her to the den, gave her a box of tissues and a drink.  She patted the couch next to her and Cujo jumped up and settled in by her side (traitor).  Furry traitor.

About 2 hours later I heard her call to me that she was leaving.  She smiled as she bid her farewell to ‘Cujo The Dog’.

I don’t get it. Cujo is alright as dogs go but when I share my problems with him he lies on the floor and puts his head under the couch.

“Hey, You’re suppose to be helping me here, not hiding under the couch!”

Oh well, that’s life in the fast lane. What we can’t do for each other we can sometimes do for a stranger.

This is gmom and Cujo ( The Traitor Dog),

peace out.

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25 Things You Didn’t Want To Know About Me.

1. I am still shocked when I see my mother in the bathroom mirror every morning.

2. I’m scary when I am mad.

3. I’m a Republican.

4. I always vote for Ralph Nadar.

5. I have no important possessions.

6. I have a gut understanding that everything is temporary.

7. I can’t remember my password for Facebook and can’t be bothered to retrieve it.

8. I’m not sure but I think Canada is just an extension of America.

9. I have a fear of crowds.

10. I teach.

11. I prepared for the ’72 Olympics in gymnastics.

12. I choked in the preliminary qualifying rounds for the ’72 Olympic team in gymnastics.

13. I love Eminem’s music.

14. I love the movie ‘Hair’ and watch it 2-3 times a year.

15. I know the score to “Rocky Horror Picture Show” by heart.

16. My dog Cujo has a twitter page.

17. I think the only thing dumber then Facebook is twitter.

18. I hate talking on the phone but I am okay with texting.

19. I razz telemarketers with, “You want to speak to the Lady of the house, (then call my dog loudly enough for them to hear,”Here Lady, here Lady.) Then pant into the phone.

20. I believe that if God can’t get my attention with a feather He will throw a brick at my head.

21. Television is my Valium.

22. I hate to travel.

23. I am an insomniac. You can call me day or night and I’ll be up, but I won’t answer.
Meet me in the backyard at 2 a.m.

24. Writing to me is like vomiting the trap grease out of my body. I feel better.

25. I collect great lines from classic films.

And with that I say, “Have fun storming the castle!”

There,.. I feel better…

I think.

Your turn.

Quincy Jones Thriller Ribs Recipe (start them Thursday for Sunday)

Cujo hoping for food

Use fresh or pickled Jalepenos, I like pickled

Garlic and jalepeno pepper rub

Vegetables on the bottom to start

Layering the ribs and vegetables

Marinate for 2-4 days

Wish this picture was bigger.

These really are the best ribs.
Personally for the fourth of July, I don't want to be hanging over the hot grill.
I want to be drinking with everyone else.

Put these in the oven Saturday night and by morning they are done.

Boil up some corn on the cob.

Make some cole slaw.

Watermelon for dessert.

Done!

Ingredients:

4 teaspoons seasoning salt (original recipe calls for Spike if you can get it)

2 teaspoons Accent (monosodiumglutamate)

2 teaspoon black pepper

10 racks of baby back ribs (pork or beef) 10 pounds about
(in the pics the racks are about 1 1/4 pound each)

12 cloves minced garlic

4 large jalepeno peppers minced

4 large onions thinly sliced

4 green bell peppers thinly sliced

4 yellow bell peppers thinly sliced

4 red bell peppers thinly sliced

Directions:

Combine seasoning salt (Spike), Accent and black pepper.
Rub 1/4 teaspoon on each side of ribs.

Mix garlic and jalepeno peppers with any remaining seasoning mix and rub on each rib rack.

In a large roasting pan lay out a long length of aluminum foil,enough to wrap the ribs when you are done.
Put a layer of onion and the peppers on the bottom and then a couple of racks of ribs side by side.Layer more onions and peppers on top and continue layering.

Tightly wrap the ribs in the foil and leave in the fridge for 2 days to marinate.
I have left mine for 3-4 days with good results and have added red pepper flakes to kick up the heat.

When ready to cook.
Preheat your oven to 400 F.
Turn it down to 300F.
Put in your ribs and let cook 6-8 hours.

Serve with the vegetables which really wither to almost nothing but those ribs are going to go fast so make more then you think you are going to need.
For my hungry crew I sometimes tuck a hunk of chuck 4-5 pounds into the middle of the ribs and cook as directed in this recipe.
Some people just don’t like the gristle and mess of the ribs and want a piece of meat.
In the pics I have used half of the racks called for in the recipe and then made a second pan. Count on each meat eater eating at least 1 racks of ribs.
I hope you enjoy this recipe.
We love it.
Have a happy fourth.
Be safe friends.
Cujo says hi.

Cujo Approved Kabobs On The Bar B

Cujo growing up

Cujo checking in to say “Arf Arf.”

Loves his Sundays with family gathering at the house.
Kids in the pool. The big boys throwing around a baseball or frisbee and the gals chatting and catching eachother up on life.

With so much going on there is sure to be a yummy tidbit dropped here and there.
And of course one can always sneak a bite of food from Starlite or Hoo.
They never tell.

Here is one of our favorite kabob recipes.
Take care ya’ll.
Be safe out there.

You will need:(For 10 people)
5 ears of corn (or more if you are not going to skewer them but just serve them as a side dish)
4 green zuchini cut into 1/2 coins or moons
3 purple onions parboiled (boil them for a few minutes)
2 pounds of mushrooms (button mushrooms are fine but portobello are better)
4 pounds of cubed steak

Marinate your cubed steak for several hours:
4 tablespoons teriyaki sauce
4 tablespoons brown sugar
2 teaspoons garlic powder
1 teaspoon pepper
2 tablespoons lemon juice
4 tablespoons oil

Soak your skewer sticks in water for at least 30 minutes before you cook or they will char and fall apart.

Prepare your corn by steaming it and breaking it into 1-2 inch pieces.

Skewer the meat alternating with the vegetables as shown in the pictures.
Put on your grill over a medium heat.
Cook for 5-7 minutes each side.

I find the key to a successful kabob event is to actually keep the meat separate from the vegies. They cook more uniformly and those who are meat eaters tend to waste less when presented with a strickly meat kabob,while those who favor vegetables like the only vegy ones.
A pot of brown rice counters nicely with the strong flavours of barbeque.
Have a great weekend friends.
gmom and Cujo love you.

Cujo The Dog II

Hubby bought a thousand pds. of dirt,
in 40 pound bags,
to put down in the backyard garden.

Cujo munched into them,
now there is manure dirt,
all over the back patio.

(My husband is so mad),
“When are you going
to take that dog
to training.”

I am embarrassed
to tell him,
I already have.

Cujo was kicked out of
puppy kindergarten.

He cried and went nuts,
when he saw the other
normal happy dogs.

He needs private classes,
they said.

My son Bart came in yesterday.
Cujo likes him best,
next to me.

He kept jumping on Bart
and nipping at his shirt,
“Hey”,Bart said,
“Off fuktard!”

Fuktard?

Did you just call my dog a fuktard????

Cujo loves to play
chase in the yard.
Maybe a little
over-enthusiastic.

He runs as fast as he can in a big circle,
and as he goes past me,
he jumps at my hands.
It was cute at first,
when he was so shy,
I was glad to see him
come out of his shell.

Now it’s a pain
in the neck.

He is a big chewer of shoes,
and other things leather.
He chewed up one pair of work shoes
that were hubby’s.

Wow. was he mad.
Then he chewed up his belt,
which meant,
he was on the bed.

I bought the apple bitters,
yuck spray,
to repel dogs from chewing.
Contains bitrix I am sure.

Seems to help.
As does the proliferation of
chew toys,
all over my house.

So I hope things are looking up.

“Oh no!
What are you doing now Cujo???
What is this?
You chewed up
Daddy’s brand new work shoes!”

CUJO!!! You fuktard!

Cujo The Dog


Munchies died a questionable death.
Only 6 years old.
Dead on the kitchen floor.
Young for a pit bull.

Munchies was a black wonderful pit bull
who let her inner demon out,
and nipped,
and I do mean nip,
a little boy in my house.

Bad dog Munchies,
no bite.

For many reasons I knew her time was up,
She had a mean streak with strangers,
and truth be told everyone is a stranger,
when the lights are out.

My grandchildren were being born,
and now this.
It was time for Munchies to go.

I called every pit bull rescue on the east coast,
not one would consider
taking a dog who bites.
The best most compassionate
last resort places said,
“Put her down.”

The older children stole her out the back door,
and hid her away at a friend’s house.
She got into poison of some sort there,
she started having seizures,
she was losing weight,
and time.

The kids brought her back.
So in the end,
She died at home.

Found her early one morning.
Still,with gritted teeth.
Hugged her.
Apologized that I couldn’t have done better for her.

After a spell.

I wanted another dog,
not another pit although I truly love them.
I wanted something safer for my grandbabies.

I visited a local rescue for weeks on end.
I got to know the dogs who weren’t being adopted out.

 I wanted them all.
But none of them was right.

I visited the puppy room.
I heard a loud mouth mutt yapping away,
I saw him standing against the cage door,
barking his little head off,
Good morning Cujo.

The volunteer brought him to the meet and greet room
where he promptly pooped a pile of worms on the floor,
and then retreated to a filthy corner,
where he trembled to the beat of an inner earthquake.

“I better take him,no one else will.”

So Cujo, my new companion came home.
Scared of his own shadow.
Took weeks for him to take food from my hand.
Cried, no… shrieked if we tried to catch him.

What happened to you Cujo????

Well, (the volunteer who was showing me Cujo offered),He’s been neutered.
Yup no balls.
That must be it, I thought sarcastically.

He had the rescue center tattooed on his hind quarter.
“We would like you to get him micro-chipped, in case he gets lost it will help get him back to you.”
But he has a freakin’ big tattoo on his leg!
I skipped the chip.

I carried his scared behind out of there along with a small bag of food

 and a squeaky toy he was afraid to sit on the seat with.

My kids made endless fun of me,
and my crackers dog,
“Mom you couldn’t get a dog
who was just depressed could you,
you had to pick the one
with bipolar/OCD/w/suicidal tendencies.
Good job Mom.”

But time (patience and lots of love)
can heal all wounds,
or at least make them less visible.

It’s been 6 months now.
Cujo comes when called,
but never within arm’s reach.

He’ll take food from me but no one else.
He cuddles on my lap.
He heads for the hills
and the safety of his crate
when he hears the doorbell.

Cujo the dog, you will see him on almost every post,
he is always on my heel in the light or dark,
of night or day.
I feel his presence right there.

Feel free to be his friend.
He could use some.

Don’t we all just need some friends
who will accept us as scared and
as scarred as we are?

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