Oops! I had a boo-boo in the kitchen.
Having prepared a scrumptious roast dinner for my family I accidentally forgot the crackling 'crisping' under the grill.
Smoke billowed from the oven. Front and back doors were thrown wide!
Tigs, somewhat embarrassingly, seemed to know what to do.
He ran and found his safety ear-muffs he uses at the Grand Prix and then grabbed a towel and began flapping wildly at the alarm lest it sense the smoke and screech in all our ears.
To assure his auditory security he continued to wear his throughout the meal.
Miss Mimic as usual, excitedly followed suit.
Oh the humiliation!
1 comment:
Great story Emma. That is the stuff you will remember even after the kids have grown up. The look on Woo's face is priceless! For you it was the crackling - for us it's usually the garlic bread!
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