Friday, April 10, 2009

Pizza night

Friday night is pizza night in our house. Homemade pizza. Dick chops, I put it together. It brings back many good memories of our dogs too. Both Petey and Pepper seemed to know when it was pizza night. On came the blues (or rock as it was tonight), and Dick and I worked either side of the workbench under close scrutiny of the dogs. Petey used to sit under the table (as it was in our old house), waiting for anything that dropped from "heaven". Pepper just watched intently, knowing that her stare could melt anyone eventually. Both could catch anything almost every time something happened to be "dropped" in their direction. Pepper still managed it the weekend before she died... ironically sweet red pepper's were one of her favorites but they both waited most patiently for the ends of the sausage...

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