New shrimp dish last night; Sonny is insane, some stories.
I’ve been eating a lot of the same stuff lately, and so last night for dinner I decided it was time for something new. I prepared a fairly simple shrimp recipe, and it came out quite good. The recipe includes ingredients like tomatoes, red onion, chipotle peppers in adobo sauce, pineapple, cilantro and even a splash of tequila. 🙂 The flavors were there, but I feel like it could use a little adjusting before I post it to the Recipe section of JSF. Look for that sometime soon.
Good grief, it took me 20 minutes to write the above paragraph. Sonny is in a state this morning. Last night I mentioned to Lisa that Sonny had been exceptionally laid back all day long, which is always terrifying. Why? Well, when Sonny is calm (this is a relative term, by the way), it’s only because he’s recharging the battery that powers his batshit insane engine. As I type this Lisa is in the next room trying to play tug with Sonny, and his growls and snarls are drowning out Lisa’s feeble attempts to command him. I think he’s about to pull poor Lisa’s arms straight out of their sockets.
Lisa just cried “uncle!”, and so now Sonny is laying under my desk making some otherworldly cooing noises while he disembowels yet another toy.
Oh, this reminds me of something I was asked by email a few wees ago. A JSF member wrote in and asked how Sonny was with all the frogs and toads that live in and around our backyard pond. The answer, thankfully, is that he ignores them. He definitely sees them out there, and the first couple of times he saw an amphibious creature in his backyard he gave them a good look, but now they barely merit a glance. My guess is he deems them an unworthy challenge.
What does interest Sonny is anything that flies around–especially wasps and bees. Yep, Sonny is completely fascinated by stinging insects. He’s a sweetheart, but he’s not the brightest bulb on the tree.
I think I know why he goes after wasps. Not too long after Sonny came to our home he was stung on the nose by a wasp. His poor nose swelled up, and we took him to the vet. He was fine after a week or so, but ever since then he has been hell-bent on exacting revenge. I wish I could explain to Sonny that his strategy could use a little tweaking.