The stove incident was my fault. I had heated up quesadilla's for breakfast, and the pan was still on the stove, with minuscule crumbs still on it.
Minuscule crumbs that my hungry hound found tempting. So when he jumped up to lick the pan, he somehow turned on a burner.
Completely my fault.
For once.
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3 comments:
Don't beat yourself up, hon...it's nothing that a nice, large crate couldn't solve!! ;)
quesadillas?
forget about the crumbs, can i come over for breakfast?!?!
Crumbs?? Don't blame yourself for crumbs! Your house must be spotless if the rare crumb would spark his interest - LOL
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