Dutch Oven
Turns out, he reheated three slices for himself. He managed to eat two before Miss Gidget decided she needed to go out, so HE LEFT THE LAST SLICE ON THE COFFEE TABLE while he took her out. Needless to say, when he got back, that slice was nowhere to be found. The only person in the house at that time was Miss 'Roid Raging Hunger, Leila.
That's right. My 12 lb Yorkie ate a WHOLE slice of pepperoni and mushroom after having her bowl of kibble. And, to add insult to injury, since both dogs sleep under the blankets with me, guess what I got to smell all night?
Little dog pizza farts. Yum.
3 Comments:
Now that's gotta knock you out for a good night's sleep!
Haha how funny!
Oh no! But seriously....homemade pizza crust and sauce? You are kind of amazing. I'm not going to let my husband read your blog because I don't want him to expect anything like that. (Of course, I joke.) Right now, he's happy with me being the person who calls to order pizza or whatever we get as take out. :) I wanna keep his expectations low.
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