Valentine's Day arrived this year on a Sunday and both my husband and I were scheduled to work. Since we were both working, we decided not to make any big plans for the holiday. I thought it might be nice to pick up something fun for dinner as a little treat and had seen Papa Murphy's ads for heart-shaped pizzas on TV. My husband is a big fan of their pizza, so I stopped by and picked up pizza on my way home. I let the dogs out as soon as I got home and put the pizza in the oven. Naturally the dogs were full of energy since they had been sleeping in their crates for the last few hours, so I tried to help them calm down.
Colt was not able to restrain himself from chasing the new puppy, Whiskey, all over the house, so I had to bring out the leash to force him to stay away from her. I wrapped the leash around my left wrist and brought him to the kitchen so I could clean while the pizza finished cooking. Colt behaved very well and sat by my side while I removed the pizza from the oven. I almost forgot he was still in the kitchen as I started to slice the pizza. I received a sudden reminder of his presence as Whiskey raced by and I felt him lunge with the force of his entire body weight against my left wrist. Needless to say, I flew to the left and so did the pizza. It hit the kitchen floor, cheese side down of course!
All three dogs ran to the kitchen eager to help me clean up the huge mess we made. They enjoyed a heart-shaped pizza for Valentine's Day, and fortunately having had similar experiences in the past I had the forethought to buy a second pizza so my husband and I did too!
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good story! glad you had a second pizza!
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