February 24th 2012 2:06 pm
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Pennie is always complaining that she works her paws to the bone while I, Queen Sophine, am a slacker.
I have been doing housework today -- cleaning the kitchen.
The other night Dad was making Little Pizzas in the oven. Little Pizzas are a wondrous delight -- a crust from the store with a big glop of marinara sauce, then cheese, and added spices depending on the family member. The best part is of course the crusts, which go to Pennie and ME.
Dad is not much of a cook -- his version of cooking usually means talking into a speaker and getting items in bags. He thought he could manage Little Pizzas.
When Dad took one of the Little Pizzas out of the oven, the entire topping fell PLOP! Sizzle! all over the oven door, the oven seal, and then crept down between the space of the oven door, some ending up in the oven drawer below.
Dad said some words that I am not allowed to bark.
Today, I have discovered that I can stick my tongue at the bottom of the oven door and get some tasty bits; I mean I can help with the cleaning process. It's not just Pennie that works -- no, I am working too, working at getting that oven door de-cheesed.
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Good thinking! A clean kitchen is a happy kitchen!
You are very helpful cleaning the kitchen.