When Ryan picked up a rotisserie chicken at the grocery store for dinner last night, I'm not sure who was more exited, me or Sadie. On second thought, I'm going to have to go with the dog on this one, considering she sat dutifully by the counter where the chicken waited while we unloaded groceries and then followed the chicken to the table where … [Continue reading...]
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