Tulare Athletic Boxing Club

Last night when I got home from the gym, Kim was filling me in on all that had happened during the time that I was away…our daughter Maggie, the new workouts that she wanted to incorporate her workout friends and something about “don’t eat the...” I only heard part of the sentence but nodded like I took it all in. Later, after Kim went to bed I walked through the kitchen to let the dogs in and spotted a bag on the counter. It looked like biscotti. I figured that these what Kim didn’t want me to eat…from so I grabbed a couple. As I chewed, I thought these would taste good with coffee and I went to bed. This morning while making my coffee, I grab a couple more biscotti. As I gather the cream and sugar and eating my 6th piece of Biscotti I notice a bottle with a dog on it sitting right next to the Biscotti bag. The squeeze bottle had “Kibble Sauce “ across the top! Yup, you guessed it I had been eating Dog treats… 6 of them to be exact. So, gentlemen listen to your wife and read the labels of what you’re eating and just for the record, those “biscotti” treats didn’t taste bad.