After eluding Zombies the night before, I decided to try my hand at eating some of my Cuzaunt Katee's cooking. She's joining the ranks in our family of Chef, attending the same chef college that my Uncle Eric went to actually! Why does everyone in my family love cooking so much, but my own MOTHER doesn't? I think she was adopted or something. She's got different genes than everyone else apparantly. 
Grant Kathy and me relaxed a bit while Katee made Chicken Parmesen over Dean and Deluca speciality pasta. Her sauce was completely from scratch and she was so proud of it. I wouldn't know if it was good or not, everyone around the table wouldn't stop stuffing their faces long enough to give me a bite. I made all sort of noises like, "mamamamamama" and "bababababababa" and "mmmmm mmmmm mmmm". Finally my mom leaned down towards me with something on her spoon. But it was yellow........ What is that? Lo and behold, it was great!!!!!! I ate several more bites, then ate the rest of dad's too! Katee had cooked some squash in oils, nutmeg and cream. Mom loved it, but Dad wasn't too sure. I'm with mom...that was some good stuff! Thanks Katee!!!
While we were up there eating, I got to meet Abner! He's a Standard Poodle, almost as tall as Turk, but a lot fluffier. I love petting dogs, when they let me. The other day I got ahold of Ophelia's ear and wouldn't let go. She started to whine, but never snapped at me. Mom heard Ophelia whining and was curious why. She just had to laugh when she saw that I had Ophelia's soft brown ear in my clutch. Another time I got Turk's tail, he just looked at me and then yanked it out of my hand. 
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