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Alright. I've taken everybody's advice and this is what I've done...

I'm soaking it in Dale's Seasoning right now and I already have salt, pepper, and meat tenderizer on it. It will probably go on around 5:30 or 6 tonight.


I'm psyched.:D
 
Or did you just steal a $20 ribeye from the frathouse fridge when you got hungry?:flipoff2:

No, but that does remind of the time my roommate swiped an expensive steak from his folks and brought it home to cook one night. It was a fat bastard. We were all broke and eating s*** at the time. Well, Simons took it out of the fridge, salted and peppered it, and went outside to cut the grill on. He came back in and was sitting on the couch rubbing it in as how to good the steak was gonna be. We were hating him for it. In his moment of arrogance, he didn't see my 100 lb rottweiller slip into the kitchen where his steak was sitting ready to be placed on the grill. He jumped up on the counter and walked nonchalantly back in to the den where we all were, with the steak hanging out of his mouth. Simons saw him and made an instinctual lunge for him. K2 popped his head back, and in an instant, that slab of meat was inhaled. He then circled once, and laid down as if he had been to the Ryan's buffet and was stuffed. He sat there and licked his lips a couple of times, while Simons was having the biggest pansy assed s*** fit I had ever seen. The rest of us were rolling. Simons slinked out of the house and came back about five minutes later with a McDonald's bag.

God, I miss that dog.
 
No, but that does remind of the time my roommate swiped an expensive steak from his folks and brought it home to cook one night. It was a fat bastard. We were all broke and eating s*** at the time. Well, Simons took it out of the fridge, salted and peppered it, and went outside to cut the grill on. He came back in and was sitting on the couch rubbing it in as how to good the steak was gonna be. We were hating him for it. In his moment of arrogance, he didn't see my 100 lb rottweiller slip into the kitchen where his steak was sitting ready to be placed on the grill. He jumped up on the counter and walked nonchalantly back in to the den where we all were, with the steak hanging out of his mouth. Simons saw him and made an instinctual lunge for him. K2 popped his head back, and in an instant, that slab of meat was inhaled. He then circled once, and laid down as if he had been to the Ryan's buffet and was stuffed. He sat there and licked his lips a couple of times, while Simons was having the biggest pansy assed s*** fit I had ever seen. The rest of us were rolling. Simons slinked out of the house and came back about five minutes later with a McDonald's bag.

God, I miss that dog.

that is funny.....i pretty much had the same story, but i was cooking for the fam and my golden decided the meat looked too good. He had a 16oz strip in his mouth chewing on it - i promptly took it out of his mouth and threw it on the grill.......
 
wife was bringing plates to the table when one fell, dropping a piece of steak and a lobster tail to the floor. my mini schnauzer buster runs over and grabs the lobster tail. wife grabbed buster by the snout and was yelling "gimme that lobster!" as if he did give it to her she was gonna eat it.









guess you had to be there.... :flipoff2:
 
I can leave a cooked steak sitting on the coffee table with my Golden. I could put it there, go to the movie theater and watch a movie, return, and it would still be there.
He knows that if he so much as sniffs it, his tail will be hanging in a Chinese butcher shop.

In fact, I'll try it with the porterhouse and take a pictures.:flipoff2:
 
I can leave a cooked steak sitting on the coffee table with my Golden. I could put it there, go to the movie theater and watch a movie, return, and it would still be there.
He knows that if he so much as sniffs it, his tail will be hanging in a Chinese butcher shop.

In fact, I'll try it with the porterhouse and take a pictures.:flipoff2:

So you beat your dog. Congratulations.



























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So you beat your dog. Congratulations.
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heh heh You said "beat your dog." uhhhhh heh heh

No beating. Just a firm grab around his muzzle so I can look him straight in the eye and face to face. I then put the fear of the doggy-God into him with my voice. Haven't had to do it in years.:flipoff2:
 
in case you didn't notice.



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I can leave a cooked steak sitting on the coffee table with my Golden. I could put it there, go to the movie theater and watch a movie, return, and it would still be there.
He knows that if he so much as sniffs it, his tail will be hanging in a Chinese butcher shop.

In fact, I'll try it with the porterhouse and take a pictures.:flipoff2:

yeah, my golden is now trained well.....i can throw a steak on the ground and he wont touch it until i say "ok"
 
I put down a pan of grease for my Dobe yesterday and he wouldn't even touch it. But I'm pretty sure that was because he didn't know what it was at 6 weeks.:flipoff2:
 
I tend to hold on to avatars for a while.
 
Just don't beat it too much.
 

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