August 8, 2018

White Dog acted as if she knew it was coming but the others were surprised and excited when Steve walked in a little late but carrying a delicious smelling shopping bag. All followed him into the kitchen and tried to guess what treat was in store for dinner.

"I am late. I am tired. And I did not even want to think about making dinner," Steve announced. "Besides, I was sort of craving these." He pulled out a family sized box of steaming fried shrimp and a salad to share.

Not a single one of us, White Dog or human, complained.