In article 1>, dog30
@foodiecharter.net says...
> Tara >
> :
>
> > I began to preheat the oven to make some banana blueberry muffins on
> > Saturday. A moment later, smoke started rising out of the stove
> > eyes. I thought something had spilled on the eyes and was burning
> > off. The smoke got worse. I opened the oven. Surprise! Max had put
> > a plastic toy pan cover in the oven and it was on fire. I heroically
> > pulled it out with tongs and tossed it in the sink. Then I dumped
> > some water on the remaining flames on the oven floor.
>
> Well Tara, I did one last night. I was roasting a whole chicken. I had
> put the giblets in a sauce pan to simmer and I was going to add them to the
> gravy later on. Unfortunately I forgot to turn the stove on or cover the
> pan containg the giblets. Apparently the cats smelled the giblets and
> dragged them clear across the counter (I could see the blood trail) and
> onto the floor. I suppose either the cats or the dog ate the giblets
> because not a piece of organ meat was to be found. Interestingly enough,
> they left the neck piece lying on the countertop and just absconded with
> the liver, heart and gizzard. The little cannibals
>
> Michael
>
> Ob Dinner Tonight:
>
> I'll saute some shrimp, scampi style, and serve on angel hair pasta. On
> the side will be steamed asparagus and maybe some cauliflower. I'll make a
> small salad to munch on beforehand.

Ah cats. Angie (Evangeline but it's too many syllables.) seemed to be a
cat that didn't do human food. We found out quickly that she had to get
comfortable with us before showing her true side. And sure enough, it
comes out.

She's good about it though, she waits until you give her permission.
She's an amazing cat. I'm glad we adopted her.