Last night, my dear neighbor, Tube Dog's Human, invited Bryson and I over for a gourmet dinner and a healthy round of Friday-night Wii-Off (you gotta find some way to burn those calories off, right?).
Pictured above is her delicious thin-crust pizzetta in the
In the amount of time that'll take me to drive to McDonald's and order that Happy Meal, she whipped up 4 of these yummy pies, with gourmet toppings like sauteed chanterelle/portobella mushrooms with caramelized onions, goat cheese, pepperoni and tomato/basil (and many, many other delicacies I can't even recall but all tastes oh-so-yummy). And if she didn't tell me, I would never be able to tell that the thin and crispy crust is just good old pita bread. Genius!
While we're thoroughly enjoying our dinner, gorging our rapidly-expanding stomachs with piece after piece of pizzetta, we completely neglected to keep an eye on the animals. And boy, were we in for a surprise when we finally did...
OK, this crime scene photo probably needs a bit of explanation. The suspect pictured here, Tube Dog (desperately trying to look innocent), was caught "sucking" a treat out of my cardigan's pocket (the highlighted "stain" on my black cardigan = remnant treat-mush).
After careful crime scene analysis, we came to the conclusion that since he's too short to actually reach into the pocket, he chose to chew the treat from outside the pocket, carefully mixing the pulverized treat with his drool, then sucking it out through the fabric like the way a fly feeds on raw meat. Yuck!!!
Meanwhile, Bryson's looking smug that Tube Dog's getting busted, thinking that no one's gonna notice that he's just rummaged through Tube Dog and Kitty's toy box and made a big mess on the other side of the room (wait, what's the blue ball doing under the chair... Bryson?)