So, Thanksgiving leftovers are going well. Up to this time, Jill has been making me suffer through with the white meat, while there is a perfectly good pile of dark meat in the ziplock container. I dipped into that this evening as part of my leftover fiesta!!!
Full disclosure, I just read on someone's facebook page that this dude is single in case Tiger's wife wants to even the score. Bahahahahahahaha!
Ever remember those episodes of Scooby Doo when you were little when they would point into a pitch dark room in a creepy house and tell Scooby to go check it out. Being the smart dog that he was, he politely declined. But hold the phone, as Scooby Snacks are in the house. An adamant denial is all of a sudden in doubt. Scooby is like, "Well.....if you put it that way...." All of a sudden, he's doing all kinds of depth defying feats. I never understood how a Scooby snack could change things that dramatically until we got Sammie. She could be in the middle of anything short of dinner and if I mention the "Cookie" word, then she stops everything and is into slobber mode. The best is when she has a toy in her mouth. As soon as we say the word cookie, Sammie's like the heck with That, I heard the "Cookie" word and that only means one thing and it ain't too shabby!!!
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