It's Thanksgiving Dinner day. Please note: Different than Thanksgiving.
My wonderful in-laws just left. They stuffed the turkey for me. I don't like to touch slimy meat. Plus, I don't know how to cook. Instead, I took photos of the process. Check back later.
Now all I have to do is wait for the big bird to cook. And rearrange the massive table that was supposed to seat 16 but is now only seating 15.
But instead I have decided to take a trip down memory lane. Look at this.
Wasn't she just the cutest pup?
How did she turn into the monster that she is now?
Where did it all go wrong?
Why does she insist on laying exactly where I need to stand?
What would I do without her???