9/13/08

I Take It Back

Tonight we all sat down for family dinner with the hubs mom, dad and grandmother. We had a delicious ham, potatoes, baked apples and broccoli. It was simple and very good.

My mother-in-law made this giant ham so her little evacuees would have sandwiches to eat all week. So while she served about a fourth of it on the table, the rest cooled on the counter, waiting to be de-boned and stored.

Dinner went along well. We were chatting about how lucky we were nothing too bad had happened to our house. Then we talked about the beautiful grandbaby. It was at this point that my mother-in-law stopped mid sentence and screamed: "OH MY GOD, THE DOGS HAVE THE HAM ON THE FLOOR."

And then hilarity ensued as she tried to pry an entire cooked honey baked ham from the clinched jaws of a Silky terrier. No one saw how the ham got pulled off the counter, but our mystical powers of deduction tell us that only Ripken is tall enough to reach the counter.

So all that good behavior I praised a couple of hours ago? HAS GONE OUT THE WINDOW. Ike is gone. The house is standing. And the animals' behavior issues are baaaaaccccck.

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