Taco Night

It is a little known fact that Molly helps me make most of my meals. She wants to taste test everything, she helps me eat it, and she helps me do the dishes after we get through eating. Molly was very vocal in her displeasure because we ran out of tacos tonight but tacos give her gas so I only gave her a real small helping. When she realized she wasn't getting any more tacos, she stood in the kitchen and barked and barked at me. There is just no making her happy when it comes to food. Molly is now sleeping it off.