What ? No pork chops!

Hiya Doggers,

I've been away from the laptop for a while enjoying the finer aspects of life. For one, I am now learning the joys of being a true carnivore, albeit a freezer and fridge predator stalking raw food for my meals.

Mmmmm green tripe... this is my transition food. I have no idea what it is but apparently doggers love it. My raw food provider is helping me handle the change from kibble, which I still love, to the new stuff, which has me in a weird drooling trance at meal times.

Yesterday was, I don't know how to describe it but amazing. We went down to Burrard Civic marina for something called "the Big Chop". Now for me I think big chop and I see a huge pork chop... but there were no pork chops anywhere and my nose would have known this. What I did discover was lots of aromatic people who just finished a paddling race on English Bay (that's where we swim from the local dog beaches) and better yet a BBQ.

For those of you who don't know what a BBQ is, its where our monkeys cook meat outdoors , arrange food on tables and then walk around socializing. No butt sniffing that I saw, but lots of vocalizing.

Now what was so amazing, aside from the smell of something called "smokies on the BBQ", was the table with all the food on it. Not your normal height table but a low table. A table I could see over while standing normally... which means a table I could access at will.

Let me tell you doggers, I worked that crowd like a pro. What with my incredible good looks and ability to take candy from a baby, literally, I would take candy from a baby, I was eating out of the palm of their hands. Mostly while they were not looking! I scored more than a few mouthfuls of "smokies", watermelon and other goodies.

When it was all over, I waddled back to the truck for a boost into the shotgun seat, burped, then farted loudly before relaxing for the drive home as a content, well fed dogger.

The Gaffer