The Day The Dog Refuse The Sausage

Mission runs. My husband goes with a volunteer or a couple, into our "big city" 45 min from our small town, picks up the day-old from some stores there and bring it back to our town and take it to a distribution center to be given away. He usually brings home a few things for us from that. It is often a case of the Good, the Bad and the Ugly.

This time, it was tofu sausage.

Tofu sausage that my husband dutifully cooked up.
Unfortunately for the tofu, the cooked sausage didn't pass my husband's taste test. so he gave the whole portion to our chihuahua mix, Toby.

Toby's favorite treat is chicken franks, but he get excited for any meaty thing.

I didn't learn about the tofu sausage until I came home and saw the very artificial looking links on  Toby's food dish.

Where they stayed for days.

And days.

Not. Even. The. Dog.