Out of the front door to find a fine coating of frost on the car windshield. Wilf takes one look at the wintry scene and scurries back to the warmth of the kitchen. " I'm Polish not Siberian ! ". Our scruffy companion with the large black nose looks imploringly at 'the font' and gets a bowl of warm porridge and honey. Both demolished with relish.
He has decided to stay in the kitchen while the lunchtime poularde farcie is prepared . Who knows what the day has in store? There may be more porridge or honey or chicken or coconut ice cream.
Sounds like a fair trade to us--water and croissant crumbs in the cold for porridge and other fantastic bites in the warm kitchen.
ReplyDeleteXXXOOO Daisy, Kendra & Bella
So, be quiet today sweet boy, keep warm at home, and wait for some goodies. Happy to read Angus' post yesterday, and of course, many thanks to Mr. Kendall and his discovery, in a private way, he helps my Mother too, when she was enable to breathe.
ReplyDeleteAnd what about the sapin de Noël ? Did the Font prepare something for you ?
Love you Wilfee, send you all the bisous i can, and cuddles, cuddles, cuddles.
Coconut ice cream? Yummmmmmmmmm
ReplyDeleteMom is in love with your kitchen floor, Wilf!
Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch
What an adorable picture- heartmeltingly cute.
ReplyDeleteQuite right- Wilf- get some nice porridge and take it easy!!
Bon weekend!!
Porridge or honey or chicken or coconut ice cream sound good to us too. :) Happy Saturday to all of you!
ReplyDeleteBlessings and Love,
Janelle and Maggie Mae
Wilf is irresistible! And how well we know that imploring look, times two!!
ReplyDeleteThe treats resulting from those imploring eyes are never as exciting as those Wilfee gets: simple bits of celery with peanut butter, an apple slice, a cracker with cheese. If they could, the owners of those eyes and big black nose would have applied for their own canine passports and be off in a flash for the gourmet meals chez la Font.
On the other paw: it rarely drops below 45 F.
xxx Joan
Grins - we resemble the Siberian reference!
ReplyDeleteWilfie is so very special - the cold is not very good for pains and hip problems - so he cleverly enjoys life in a gourmet kitchen - I am sure today will be another day in foodie paradise - love Susanne
ReplyDeleteI could not imagine spending a day in the kitchen without Edward snoozing smack in the middle of the floor, his furry head resting on a soft toy and his black nose twitching a bit as the smells waft slowly by. What a life.
ReplyDeleteWilf is right in choosing the warmth of a meal and the kitchen over the chill of the outside--The last few days here in Virginia have made it mine too!
ReplyDeleteSmart boy! What a very smart boy. Love to you, dear one.
ReplyDeleteIf that smell was coming from my kitchen, I doubt I'd be too keen to leave it behind, either! Wilf is definitely a smart fellow.
ReplyDeleteI haven't had poularde farcie in, well.... in forever!! :) If you have any extra, please send it our way!
ReplyDeleteOh Wilf! Such wonderful reports I am so delighted to find upon logging on to this blog! My prayers continue daily for continued improvement. You are loved around the world, dear Wilfie! I send many kisses and pats for that sweet tousled head and scratches behind the ears. My Christmas will be sweeter because I believe you will still be with us to share the celebration! God bless and keep you all.
ReplyDeleteNot a bad life for Wilf is it! x
ReplyDeletewe read the previous post and are very happy about the results of Wilf's exam.
ReplyDeletethe kitchen sounds like a great place to hang out - warm, good smells, and food!
Wilf is managing his journey with great aplomb - and a welcome assist from Angus & the font. Nice to see Wilf is still savoring most of his days most of the time. What more could any of us want?
ReplyDeleteJed & Abby
Can't say that I blame him - I'd much rather hide out in the kitchen waiting for something yummy to eat than to venture out in the cold any day. Especially if someone else were doing the cooking.
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