Those eggs that I cracked yesterday while cleaning just happened to turn into a delicious dinner for Ash. "Is that hotdogs in that there omelette?" you ask, Why yes indeed. I wouldn't want to insult our precious, predominately carnivorous friend with just a mere vegetarian form of protein. By the time it was done cooking he was outside waiting, and hanging out with David. I let the omelette cool and served it to him luke warm- in his dish of course. The verdict follows in the next post.
