Ben and I cook steaks on Fridays. Can you think of a better way to celebrate the week’s end than a huge chunk of beef and a big glass of wine? I bet you can’t, but Molly can. This scaredy dog is terrified when we cook steaks. I have to admit that I know why. We used to have a tendency to set the smoke detectors off every single time. Since it gets a little smokey in our apartment, we turn on the exhaust fan. So, now every time we turn on the exhaust fan in the kitchen, Molly looks at the smoke alarm and bolts.
I usually open the door for her so she can sulk on our small patio.
Feast your eyes on this look of pure fear.
Don’t worry, we feed her a few bites of steak to apologize for scaring the living crap out of her!
