I’ve been subbing at Chicky and Rooster’s school, which is conveniently located next to the subdivision I live in. Thus, it’s very easy to run home during my 50-minute lunch.
Soccer Chick frequently takes the opportunity to special-order lunch (i.e. she wants me to bring her something hot to eat…much more appealing than her PB&J). Today was no exception as she requested two slices of lasagna…one for her and one for Guy Friend.
Not a problem. I stuck them in the toaster oven (we don’t microwave anything) and ran outside to play with Molly.
She and I have a regular routine now…one she counts on daily. It goes like this:
I let her outside, where she turns and waits for me until I join her. She then grabs her ball and drops it at my feet, taking a seat to wait for me to throw it…
See how she’s at the ready? It’s absolutely the cutest thing.
I throw the ball, and she runs after it, sometimes catching it mid-air. Then, she returns for the next throw…
We spent about ten minutes outside before heading back in.
When I walked in, I saw the pan of lasagna I had left out and Pele sitting on the floor next to the counter.
He licked his lips.
Then he licked them again and glanced at the pan.
I looked from one to the other, growing suspicious.
I gently grabbed Pele’s snout and inspected it for signs of food. I saw a little white on his mouth.
Could it be ricotta cheese?
I took a closer look at the pan of lasagna, but I couldn’t find any obvious areas that might have been disturbed by my furry friend.
So then I did what I thought I would never do.
I smelled Pele’s breath.
Definitely lasagna breath.
Ugh.
Almost an entire pan of lasagna gone to the dogs.
However, I didn’t have time to chunk it, so I did the unmentionable.
I placed the Saran Wrap over the top and stuck it back in the fridge.
Say it ain’t so!
Yes, I sure did.
I knew that the Mr. wouldn’t be eating any of it. He’s lactose-intolerant. Chicky would be babysitting after school, and Rooster was catching a ride home with me.
I figured I would get home in time to dump it before some unsuspecting person ate from the doggy “bag,” so to speak.
Before I left, I managed to snap this photo of Pele, who looks quite pleased with himself…
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