When I was about six years old, my parents were fond of a truckstop called Tick’s. We used to go there on all our trips to Saint John, NB. It had decent food for cheap, and we were on a budget. One time, we were all eating while our dog Shep was tied outside in a grassy area. A trucker came in and asked for the biggest steak with the most fat. He went on to eat only the fat, leaving all the meat behind. The waitress came up to us. “I hate to see this go to waste,” she said. “Do you think your dog would like this steak?”
And that is how it came to be that we ate hotdogs while our dog had a big steak dinner. #memories #dogs #TruckStops #diner