August 23, 2009

White Dog came home from the park stinking of something she had rolled in and was immediately ushered into the bathtub (at 7am). She was grumpy afterward when she climbed on the bed to say "good morning" and to shake water all over. "We're having company again!" White Dog groused. We explained that Gregg and Candace and Dragon were coming for dinner to celebrate Gregg's birthday which is this coming Tuesday. "Dragon, too?" she moaned. Steve sweetened the deal by promising turkey for her dinner from the breast which was slow cooking on the crock pot and White Dog agreed to be nice. When guests arrived at 6pm, White Dog was the perfect hostess and the gardener's hand balm which she got as a gift for Gregg was greatly appreciated. Steve's fish stuffed with shrimp and clams and coated in almonds was superb. It was a delightful evening despite White Dog's earlier fears.