Thank you, Phlegmmy and LawDog, for a wonderful meal in your lovely home, and thank you, Holly for taking me along for the ride. Thanks to all three of you for an evening filled with laughter, good food, mischievous puppies, entertaining tales, and more laughter.
Too bad I can't blog about the funniest things that happened. I want to keep on breathing...
Holly, buried under three of the four Hounds of Doom:
MEAT, it's what's for dinner:
Time for Holly and me to head back home...one more picture, please!
A very, VERY good time was had by all...except maybe for my crank caller who got LawDog on the phone instead of me the second time she called. She probably wasn't expecting to hear, "County Morgue, you stab 'em, we slab 'em!" Strangely enough, she hasn't called back since...