The squirrels have been keeping the dogs busy this week. They dash out into the yard, grab a walnut and run back to their hole in the tree as fast as their little legs can carry them. The dogs lay on the back porch and watch for them out the window. When Lucy spots one she starts barking her head off. I let them out and the big dog, Bandit, follows even though he has no idea what they're after. Half the time he doesn't even run in the right direction. At least they're getting some exercise.
I figure the squirrels know what they're doing and judging by their frenzy I've decided it's time to inventory my own nuts. We live far enough from civilization that running to the store in the middle of a snow storm isn't really an option. So it's clean out the freezer week around here. I have a lamb and a pig on order and I want to defrost the deep freeze before they get here. (It's supposed to be frost free yet there's over an inch of frost. Why is that?) Anyway, so far I've been able to make up some normal meals with what's left but we're quickly heading into the more, shall we say, interesting combinations. I figure if I throw enough barbecue sauce on just about anything they'll eat it. But, um, does anyone have a fabulous recipe for pork liver?