yup.
three years' worth of crabtree and me,
spanning time, having fun, going on small-scale adventures in power-struggling,
patience, playtime, and eating too much.
we really are tied to each others' fates, he and i.
it's wild, honestly, to think that it's been nearly three years since he and i first met,
and during our days and nights together we've sure seen some things.
throughout all of it, the long winters, the hot summers,
the longer hours and worse schedule at AMPERSAND TATTOO;
the fleeting meeting and greeting of a few lovely ladies who've graced our lives
with delicately darkened doorsteps and various states of disarray-
that has been free-flowing like lava around me and my terrible terrier terrorist,
we've been taking it all in stride, and taking ourselves none too seriously.
it's all really happening, and while it does, we endure it all, we embrace it all,
and we have sort of learned to enjoy it all, as well.
that's the best part about crabby, honestly.
the more there is going on, the calmer he gets.
he gets amped up, and then he gets over himself pretty quickly.
i love that.
he's my guy.
i'm his guy.
we're just a couple of guys keeping it real, and eating all the food,
in this Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
THREE YEARS, MAN!
just look at him, now:
THAT'S MY MILKY BOI!!!
man, he's dumb.
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you KNOW i put the treats to 'im, too, dudes.
uh-huh.
rules is rules, and anyway, without treats is it even a berfday??
nope.
so, i baked my milkman a batch of from-scratch gluten-free oatmeal sweet potato biscuits-
and he was F*ing off his head with happiness about them-
no, for real, he drooled an ocean, and did somersaults over these jauns.
check the teleport:
CRABISCUITS!!!
oh, and they're vegan.
and they're delicious.
and that's no joke.
i had one. ......it was pretty expert.
does your dog like treats?
then make that little poopie poochie a tray of these, man.
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SWEE'POTAT'OATMEAL BONES!
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preheat your oven to 375℉
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boil a sweet potato, skin-on and cubed, until soft; drain and cool-
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in a medium mixing bowl,
combine:
3 T coconut oil;
1 tsp xantham gum;
1/2 cup oat flour;
3 T tapioca starch;
1/3 cup bob's all-purpose rice-based gf flour;
3 cups rolled oats;
and that sweet potato-
mash it together, then stir and knead it into a dough-
let it rest in the fridge for thirty minutes,
then flatten it, on a 'floured' surface, and cut up your biscuits,
or whatever shape you prefer.
arrange them on a baking sheet, lined with parchment,
and give 'em 25 minutes in the oven....
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that's all there is to it.
crimbo can't stop pacing near the bag on the counter.
he's agog over these goodies.
i like that.
i mean, he's my homie, so i want him happy.
that's what responsible adult pet ownership is all about.
THREE YEARS already, neighbors.
also, ONLY three years so far, friends-
if he lives another 'nother eleven, or MORE, of these solar cycles,
i'm gonna be exhausted forever.
at least i just read that exhaustion leads to more creative thinking,
so get ready for that, i s'pose.
no matter what, though- mundane or exotic, creative or banal,
this is it.
happy berfdays, healthy biscuits, and sleep-deprived thoughts;
never quiet, never soft.....
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