Still pawtying...

Luke and Elle are still enjoying their time together. Elle has been busy destroying toys...

such as this football that seemed impossible to destroy, to both Pat and I...

but Elle proved us wrong, again.

and this chicken that came over with Luke...

first it was its face

now it's left with just a booty.

Elle and her Uncle Luke

As most of you already know - Elle stays in her crate at night. Pat is allergic to her and so she doesn't have the luxury of sleeping in a queen sized bed with us. But...as you can see...Luke is used to sleeping in a bed. Two nights ago I heard Patrick saying something, so I stepped out of the bathroom door to find Luke giving us this pitiful look...

This is last night. Once again, I am brushing my teeth and heard some rustling in the bedroom. I peeked out to this face...

So pitiful!!! I just couldn't kick him off! I let him stay on that edge, I got in the middle to block him from Pat, and then Pat got to squeeze in on his side. This only lasted till about midnight both nights and then I had to boot him to his "bed" we made him on the floor.

I made this!

I was uber disgusted with the fact that when I first took this little chicken out of its package and tried to pull the neck "out" I quickly realized it was still attached. yuk. yuk. yuk. Then I had flashbacks to anatomy class. That is where Court and I first met. See, she was the one who got to pull that dead cat out of the bag every single class, because I could NOT do it - bonded us for life :). We both still talk about the day that we had to separate the skin from the muscle (I left the room and had to vom...seriously.) - which is what I did last night with this slimy, neck still attached little chicken to be able to season it. I was SO SO SO grossed out. I just prayed it would actually taste good. AND IT DID! Quite delicious if I must say so myself!

And I discovered that I like butternut squash...yum.