When the smoke detector went off, I ran downstairs into the kitchen and the whole room was just a fire ball with black smoke pouring up to the ceiling. Jeff and Kacie were just staring at the zuchini and apparently were too terrified to react. I grabbed the pan and threw it into the back yard. The sensible thing to do would have been to simply put a top on the pan but nobody thought of that. Nancy and I talked about this but we could not remember what our dog Sam did. Gus was under the bed but Sam, who is no longer with us, was not to be found.
To this day, whenevere we grill or fry anything, our dog Gus has a flashback and he runs for the back porch or to the bedroom.
Gary
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
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