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Tucker the Beagle and Tuna from a Can

3 Nov

Shown above is a picture of my dog, Tucker the Beagle. He’s the one who is in mid-air, jumping up because it’s “suppertime” and professorgrrl (who is quite tall) is carrying his plate of food back to his room. Deacon, the brown and white Jack Russell Terrier, is excited for him. He doesn’t get nearly as excited about food. But Tucker’s excitement is rather contagious. Some folks say that there are dogs and there are Beagles, a unique species of animal. I am inclined to agree with them.

I have never in my life seen an animal get so excited about food. He’s a “rescue” dog. He showed up on Sept. 25, 2009 when I was out in my front yard talking to a colleague of mine who had dropped by. The Beagle came bounding into the yard, obviously a puppy, and straight over to me like we were old friends. We tried for two weeks to find his owner, with no luck. He was skinny, but happy. (Think back…have you EVER seen a skinny Beagle? That should tell you that he was neglected, at the very least.) I grew up with beagles, so I figured this non-agressive breed would be a good addition to the family, with two Jack Russell terriers already living here. One week after Tucker showed up, my very beloved dog-soulmate, Pogo The Jack Russell Terrier, was diagnosed with cancer. Folks started telling me that the arrival of Tucker the Beagle meant that God was watching out for me. I told them their statement was either an insult to God or that God must be mad at me, because Tucker was the biggest pain in the hiney I had ever known. I won’t bore my readers with details on what constitutes “pain in the hiney” but you can be sure that if you have ever had a dog that brought total chaos into a home, then you might know a little of what I’m talking about. Pogo died 2 ½ months later on Dec. 9, 2009, and then I was SURE that God was mad at me, because now we were stuck with these two dogs that were oil and water, and Pogo, their fearless leader, was gone and no one could keep Tucker the Beagle and Deacon The Other Jack Russell, in check. Sometimes I would look down at the end of my arm and see this dog on a leash attached to me and wonder how in the world my life had come to this…no Pogo, but instead a challenge that I was losing.

Well, life has changed a LOT since then. Deacon has decided (just last month, actually) that he could tolerate Tucker and even like him occasionally, and Tucker has calmed down quite a bit and become more manageable after three 8-week dog training classes (professorgrrl’s idea). There are some things about Tucker that have not changed, however.

1. He is coprophagous. I won’t explain that one. You can look it up, but rest assured, it’s disgusting.
2. He is cold-natured. However, we can’t leave him during the day with a blanket, because he will eat that too. Ask me how I know…
3. There has possibly never been another dog on the planet who loves to eat more than Tucker the Beagle loves to eat. The dog trainer even noticed this, since he jumped up to knock the treat pouch off her belt one night during class. As you could see in the photo above, he expresses his excitement about mealtime by jumping up and down from the pantry on one side of the house to his “room” (a bathroom) on the other side of the house. He does this every single day at breakfast and at supper.  This happens twice a day, without fail, leaping, jumping about 12 times from one side of the house to the other. And get this…it’s the exact same meal every time! But for him, it’s as if he has never been fed this particular thing before. His jump is almost to the top of my head, not that my head is that far up from ground level, but still. He is THAT excited about his dog food. And it’s commercial dog food too, not anything homemade. I am amazed by this.

But then again, I am not. Whenever professorgrrl says she’s going to cook, which is regularly, and almost every Friday night, I am jumping, leaping, bounding on the inside. Even if it’s something that comes out of a can, like today’s recipe, I am very excited. Usually she cooks with all fresh ingredients but last night she made tuna patties, with tuna from a CAN. Commercial, canned tuna, 3 for a $1 or something like that. And why would I post her recipe for patties made from canned tuna on my blog? Because, tuna is one of those fish that are high in Vitamin D. Makes no sense to me, since tuna live in deep waters, far away from the sunshine. If you don’t believe me, read the nutritional content on the canned tuna. With her recipe, you basically get two patties out of each can of tuna, which provides 30% of the RDA of Vitamin D. And we all need that. I get very excited about this now that my Vitamin D has risen from 9 ng/mL to 31 ng/mL since last spring. Granted, 31 ng/mL is just barely above the minimum of the range that doctors want women to have (the minimum is 30 ng/mL) but hey, I’ll take it. I happen to know that one of my subscribers lives in the boonies of the mountains, probably very far away from a fresh fish market, but she could probably find canned tuna within 15 miles of her house.

So here’s the recipe, which is quick and simple. I could even make them…that’s how simple they are. I’ll leave it up to you as to the side items you want to add. If it were me, I’d be happy with potato chips, but of course professorgrrl was way more creative and the side dishes were also delicious.

Professorgrrl’s tuna patties

*Two 5-oz. cans chunk white albacore tuna in water
*1/4 to 1/3 c. Vegannaise (You’ll find this in the vegetarian section of the grocery store, near the tofu.)
*1/4 of large onion chopped
*2 tsp. Dijon mustard
*1 to 2 tsp. lemon juice
*2/3 c. Panko bread crumbs
*Salt and pepper to taste

Mix all ingredients and form 4 patties.
Put additional Panko crumbs on a plate and cover patties with crumbs before cooking.
Preheat frying pan with small amount olive oil, just enough to brown patties.
Cook 2-3 minutes on each side or until browned.

Jump up and down because you’re so happy to eat canned tuna prepared this way and then sit down and eat them. Belch loudly when finished. (That’s Tucker’s addition to the recipe.)

Ingesting Vitamin D this way is so much more exciting than those little pills. Tucker would agree.

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