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Big doings in the kitchen today in preparation for Tuck's Birthday Dinner this evening, and the animals are circling the herd, looking for a weak point. Headed for the pan of sausage sauteeing for the crown pork roast stuffing, Tiny narrowly escapes being banished to the floor by reaching the Safety Zone high atop the Krups ProAroma.
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Garrett Dash Nelson
Dem Apples
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One more nose-bite to you, Blogmother.
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Sissy Willis at sisu puts on her psychological hat in this excellent post.
It is clear who rules the roost at Chelsea by the Sea
Posted by: acjgoomp | October 29, 2004 at 05:01 PM
Was there ever any question?
Posted by: Sissy Willis | October 29, 2004 at 05:02 PM
Perhaps I will try that in my coffee. A little extra kick, I am sure.
Posted by: Jeff | October 29, 2004 at 05:07 PM
Sweeter than cream. :)
Posted by: Sissy Willis | October 30, 2004 at 05:01 AM