Snackin' 2, Another Treat For Jack, WooHoo!

With still a week until Christmas dinner and more glorious bacon grease, Jack needs a daily treat that is not just sliced bread. That turkey carcass is now a memory. What could I find for little Jack? My standby of old pepperoni slices that I buy to supplement Farmer H's 5-for-$25 mini pizzas that come four in a box was out. Because I was out. Of the pepperonis, having previously fed them to Jack.

Wait a minute! Deep down in the lower box of FRIG II lies a sausage. A summer sausage, we call it here. It had been given to Farmer H one Christmas. Not THIS Christmas. And apparently not last Christmas. It's been there a while. Farmer H has to know it's there. He puts his weekly shot medicine down there, the box lying atop this sausage.

I took it out for a look. Farmer H would never know if I started feeding it to Jack...

Farmer H's sausage was small, heh, heh! Only 5 ounces (141 grams). Too much to feed to Jack all at once. But a nice treat nonetheless. I hacked off three slices. That's when I noticed the expiration date.

I think there's no harm in "stealing" Farmer H's sausage to feed to Jack. It's 2 years and 9 months past the expiration date! Sure, we might feast upon it with abandon if the Apopadopalyspe comes. But I'm pretty sure it won't be missed by Farmer H right now. I'm doing him a favor, really... preventing him from food-poisoning himself.