How did everyone's feast go? In the canine version of the organ grinder's monkey carrying a tin cup for donations, one of my dogs, a shepherd named Lilly, thoughtfully carried a paper plate around with her the entire day to make it easier for people to share food with her.
She's changed her tactics since our last family get-together where she stole the cake off my elderly father's plate even as he was looking down at it, fork in hand. How clever of her to subscribe to the human notion of "you snooze, you lose." In a previous life she led a gang of street urchins.
Did she cut off her leg to get more donations?
Posted by: Nancy at November 24, 2006 09:27 PMNo, she lost it in a shark attack.
Go back to your pie, Nan.
we missed you and your pan-handling pack here T-day. Maybe next year...you know I make the stuffing you like, and collards too.
Mom uninvited us from your house. Said your husband's family would be there, that she wasn't going, and that we should come to her house Wednesday so I could help cook.
Staying here sounded better.
Posted by: Donnah at November 25, 2006 11:22 AMAnd I thought I was the only Nancy.
Posted by: Nancy at November 25, 2006 06:10 PMI think you and my big sister are the only ones in the world.
Posted by: Donnah at November 25, 2006 06:23 PMI chased my neighbor's boxer out of my garbage...again. He must really like bird. Everytime
a carcass is around, he finds it.
Does that count ?
Posted by: csason at November 25, 2006 06:31 PMBarbara Boxer?
Your neighbor's hungry.