White Dog tried to give it a positive spin. "Well, that is an excellent sign those adequon treatments worked for Tizenegy." And she WAS right, I do not believe I have EVER seen our old boy LEAP before.
Steve found some lovely all-natural, organic, artisanal pepperoni on one of his shopping forays and tonight's dinner was to be a homemade vegetable and pepperoni pizza. The White Dog Army helped me slice and prepare the mushrooms, bell peppers, onion, spinach. Of course all the supervisors got samples (except the onion). Roman, in the kitchen, helped Steve grate cheese and slice the sausage.
I began assembling the dish as Steve brought in the flash cooked veggies that needed a bit of help before getting loaded onto the crust. As is our practice to lessen the grease, we put the pepperoni on paper towels on a plate, covered them with another towel and microwaved the rounds for 45 seconds. The towels absorb the fat.
Steve brought that plate out to where I worked at my tray and set it next to the crust to cool. The White Dog Army, afternoon treated before we began and who had sampled the vegetables, was well behaved and watching the process when Tizenegy pushed past the master-level counter-surfers (Bai and Zso) and JUMPED up grabbing the plate of pepperoni in his teeth. His ungraceful bellyflop landing sent pepperoni and the paper towels flying.
Tiz planted his front feet on the plate and claimed the few sausage still clinging while the WDA scrambled to partake in the windfall. Tiz was everyone's hero dog of the day. Poor Roman, in the kitchen was so distraught being trapped with Steve that he wailed and cried until Steve gave him a chunk of mozzarella that has escaped the grater. Steve then chased down Bella and Bailey who were trying to make a run for the dog door with the grease-laden paper towels.
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