The full power of the Internets was evident the other day. I received a nice e-mail from the good people at Dogma Dog Bakery in Arlington, Virginia last week. If you recall, during a trip to Washington, D.C. last month, we made a stop at hamburger joint. While at Elevation Burger, I took a picture because I was excited to see that the store next door was called Dogma Dog Bakery. I didn’t go in because I was worried I’d start buying everything in there. Because CJ likes food. He’s funny that way.
Fast forward to last week. The good people of Dogma Dog Bakery saw my blog and the accompanying photo. Concerned that CJ was missing out on some well-deserved snacks, they asked for my address and told me to be on the lookout for a package. Just a couple days later it was in my mailbox. Inside the box was a bag stuffed with various dog treats.
Full disclosure: The dog treats actually look like real cookies. I haven’t eaten any, but the thought has crossed my mind. Repeatedly. They look that good. And judging by CJ’s response to them, they have to be good. I can always tell how much he likes a certain treat by how far he takes it away from me before he eats it. The better the treat the further he goes. Let’s just say if he had the ability, CJ would take these treats to Fargo before he devoured them. He somehow has the idea that I might want to have some. Wink.
His favorites are the ones that look like gingerbread men. He’s about halfway through his ultimate doggy bag.
To the incredible people of Dogma Dog Bakery, thank you. To take the time to read The Tales, write, and then send a box of dog treats to North Dakota tells me what kind of dog and blog loving people you really are.