Cooking for my finicky basset hound is not easy.
|Cooking for Daisy is no easy feat:
there is not much that this dog likes to eat.
Tried many dog foods--I’ve tried this and that;
sometimes it seems like my Daisy’s a cat.
Looking at me with her sad basset eyes,
Daisy’s demanding of Banquet pot pies.
Sprinkled on top is some parmesan cheese;
but from the pie I must take out the peas.
Daisy dog, why is your appetite low?
Finicky omnivore as canines go.
You won’t eat pita bread or Arby’s wraps,
nor will you even consume table scraps.
I have tried Chinese, Italian and Greek;
Daisy’s nose turns up for one solid week.
Oh, she will pick at the food I provide,
yet more than not she will run off and hide.
I cooked for Daisy with skillet no less;
microwave oven for doggie express.
Venison, turkey, lamb chops, pork and fish;
having a dog who liked food was my wish.
There was a steak from a George Foreman Grill;
Daisy was offered some by Uncle Bill.
All our astonishments ran their full lease;
Daisy would not eat without added grease.
(Shall I compare thee to persnickety?
Daisy does shake all the sureness in me.
Thou art less helpful and more hindering,
and I dare say I may need counseling.)
At my wits end, I resorted to shrewd;
I took my Daisy to, Dogs Dig on Food.
Despite time spent on this worthwhile plan,
Daisy came out of it like she began.
Woof was her call for some Kibbles ’n Bits;
she changed her mind and it levied my wits.
Then in a crock pot I cooked Irish stew,
yet Daisy's howl told me it would not do.
I know of dogs who would gobble a gourd,
or eat potatoes and never get bored.
Daisy dog differs from most of the rest;
she will eat chicken, but only if dressed.
Writer’s Cramp Winner