June 20th 2009 11:25 am
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I was so proud, it almost brings tears to my eyes. Dad had just prepared a delicious plate of lunch on the counter top. Leftovers from last night. Chicken and rice casserole with vegetables, onion and cheese mixed in. Not a "top notch" dinner entree, but it could not have been too bad because Oldest Lad called from the YMCA requesting someone bring him some leftovers for his lunch as well. Oldest Lad, a skillful manipulator (my training!,) may have just been buttering Mom up because he knew she was upset that he did not like the Enchiladas Mom made a couple of days ago. Dad LOVES the Enchiladas, and Mom was so hoping that Oldest Lad would like them; creating another simple dish that greater than two family members could agree upon.
As Mom's Soul Mate, I loved whatever food Mom made. Or bought. She did not even have to cook it first.
Anyhoo, Dad turned around to get a soda from the fridge, turned back, and in a CLASSIC MULLIGAN MANEUVER, let me repeat, A Classic Mulligan Maneuver; Pennie was standing up and had her full snout in Dad's plate, eating up Dad's lunch.
Oh, perhaps there is hope for Pennie after all. Maybe she is not such a good dog and her time with me did have some merit!
Leave A Comment | 2 people already have Keep whispering to her in her dreams Mulligan, I know it will continue to help. I have been whispering for a long time now to Atley and some of it is finally sinking in. Although, he has yet to understand how horrid and dangerous dad giving rasberries can be, he is about learn more about how to play football and I am hopeful that he will enjoy it as much as I.
Momas Hooray for Pennie! I'm sure she stole the food in your honor!!!
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June 20th 2009 at 7:43 pm