Murphy knows all the usual dog words: sit, stay, down, treat, breakfast, dinner, park, ride in the car, and peanut butter. His newest word is chicken, which he learned a few weeks ago and is now obsessed with it.
Last night, Murphy was so annoying unrelenting with his love for chicken—following Mal inside and outside the house to check on the chicken on the grill, sitting right next to our feet as we served ourselves dinner, and he even tried to sit on the couch with us as we ate dinner in the living room. Obviously, that wasn’t going to fly, so we put Murphy on the floor so we could enjoy dinner in peace, which, of course, meant he sat right next to the coffee table with his ridiculous excited-panicked pug face hoping for a piece of dropped chicken. What a little freak.
Murphy learning the word ‘chicken’ so quickly got me thinking about first words. I’m pretty sure his was ‘sit.’ My first word was ‘kitty’ and Mal doesn’t know what his was. (We’ll have to ask my father-in-law the next time we see him!)
Dinner was Chicken with Mushrooms and Green Beans, but we cooked the chicken outside on the grill instead of instead in the oven like the directions instructed. Mal and I just really like grilling out, so we cooked up the chicken, cooked the veggies separately, and mixed it all together. The meal still turned out great!
I also enjoyed a small glass of wine with dinner. We had an open bottle from Saturday night, so I figured why not? I mean, I didn’t want it to go to waste!
Question of the Day
What was your first word?