1.0HappyCowhttps://www.happycow.net/blogVicki Cosiohttps://www.happycow.net/blog/author/vickicosio/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="JBbjGcj9ve"><a href="https://www.happycow.net/blog/vegan-dog-cookies-with-love/">Vegan Dog Cookies With Love</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://www.happycow.net/blog/vegan-dog-cookies-with-love/embed/#?secret=JBbjGcj9ve" width="600" height="338" title="“Vegan Dog Cookies With Love” — HappyCow" data-secret="JBbjGcj9ve" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); /* ]]> */ </script> https://www.happycow.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/DSC04881.jpg1024768It’s late afternoon, I finally have some time……. Not doing it now, would really be a crime. So out come the trays and the bone cookie cutter….. I don’t even call their names, nor a sound do I utter. Next comes the peanut butter, oats and the flour…… The whole endeavor, takes less than an hour. So I mix and I knead…..I know they’re going to love em’……. Then I roll and I cut and I pop them in the oven. The wonderful smells, permeate my home-ah………. Now even the bedrooms, have the aroma. I take them out of the oven, they look pretty bitchin’….. Then come the sounds of their paws, into the kitchen. I look at their eyes, so intent on the pans……… Then they check to see, what I have in my hands. I have vegan dog cookies, no they’re not Chips Ahoy……… It’s a thank you to them… for they bring me such joy. I love to rhyme! Although you probably already figured that out, if you just read that poem. I’ve been doing rhymes for years. Family and friends know that when they call my house, they are going to get a rhyme on my […]