June 15

Last night I made a quadruple batch of chocolate chip cookie dough. I kind of ran out of steam, so I was going to make the cookies when I got home from work this afternoon. I get home and open the frig . . . and a noticably large chunk of dough is missing. But both Scott and Ella had only the smallest taste each. Neither had any idea who was responsible for missing gigantic chunk.

There was alot of finger pointing and shifty eyes. My concern is the large rat, or squirrel, or whatever we must have. And he's crafty! He can open a side-by-side frig door, shimmy up almost to the top shelf and chomp on cookie dough. Then cover the bowl when he's done gnawing. Scary.



Pretty good cookies though. :)