This afternoon Ryan and I took some of our nieces and nephews up to Park City to ride the Alpine slide. We stopped on the way down to the valley at a mediocre Mexican restaurant, and ended up taking home an entire quesadilla when we couldn't convince our nephew Clint that carne asada is actually steak. Those leftovers were in the car when we picked up Sally at my Mom's, and were still in the car when we stopped to drop the kids off with their Mom. Somehow though, in the 30 seconds when we walked the kids into the house and walked back to the car, the leftovers disappeared.
Sally is sleeping outside tonight. Actually, she's sleeping outside in Magna.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
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4 comments:
Quick draw hound. Impressive
Ah, the mythical left-over-snatcher! Probably looked totally innocent as well, right?
Go Sally Go!!!
I heart dogs and their lightening eating skills.
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