No rib dinner for us last night...lol

My dad had fixed these ribs and it had taken him forever to get them right... he had gone upstairs and nobody was in the kitchen. I was downstairs (on Pet Talk) and when I went upstairs for a drink of water... Sandy had jumped up on the counter and was chowing down on the ribs! "Cassandra!" I yelled and she looked at me and split... right out the door! My dad had left it open when he had gone out to get some stuff for the dinner. I knew she wouldn't go far, she knows better than that. But she also knew better than jumping up on the counter and eating our dinner! Well, she had a fancy little dinner, we had to have microwave ones :rolleyes: And yes, after an hour or two outside in her dog house, she did come back in. That dog.....