I found a bunch of homemade dog treats recipes online, picked one, drug out the flour, yeast, eggs, molasses, peanut butter, cream cheese, oatmeal and whatever else was included in that disgusting mess. It was way too much for my kitchen-aid so I mixed by hand. And mixed, and mixed. Finally the instructions said, knead for 10 to 15 minutes. Say what? I wondered how the dogs would feel about raw treat dough. Those homemade dog treats recipes were turning out to be quite labor-intensive!
15 minutes later the dough was sufficiently kneaded. After an hour break I came back to a rapidly growing mound of dough on the cutting board. After taming the mess I formed it into small loaves and baked it. The homemade dog treat recipes said to roll the stuff out flat and use a dog bone shaped cookie cutter to make twenty thousand small cookie treats. Yeah right, nice small loaves worked out much better, besides I was fresh out of the dog bone shaped cookie cutters.
When the final product finally came out of the oven, all the dogs had long disappeared. I looked at the loaves, looked fine to me. After the loaves cooled I cut some slices off to give the dogs. Three of them turned their noses up, one refused to wake up. Now I understand why my mother became martyr. I said fine, wrapped the loaves in aluminum foil and froze them, for one day they would certainly emerge from the freezer to hungry, appreciative dogs.