White Dog sniffed and smiled. "Momma, your mind is turning to thoughts of Autumn," she said. "That is mushroom barley soup simmering for dinner isn't it?" "Yes," I told her, "and the spinach quiche will go in the oven when dad begins to prepare White Dog Army dinners."
The news circulated in a heartbeat exciting everyone and starting a fixation on watching the clock. Every pup knew that they would get a bit of soup in their dinner bowls AND that the egg whites leftover from the quiche would be divvied up amongst them. Steve is allergic to egg whites so our quiche is a traditional yolks only custard, dense with egg centers and cream.
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