Bacon, I Smell Bacon!

(Scout posing for photo)

Last night at 9 p.m., Mama started frying bacon. I was sleeping in the bedroom and thought it was morning already. Scout and I both started dancing around waiting for the eggs to be put in the skillet. Mama told us that she was trying a new recipe and it wouldn't be ready until morning. She layered potatoes, onions, bacon, cheese and butter in the crock pot. It looked and smelled delicious. She said when we got up in the morning, we would awake to wonderful smells.

The wonderful smells woke Scout up. At 3 a.m. she noticed a raccoon raiding the hummingbird feeder. She decided to alert Mama and maybe her reward would be the great smelling potatoes. She barked like she had never barked before. Mama jumped out of the bed so fast. She ran to the window and turned on the light. She noticed the hummingbird feeder was on the ground. She checked the potatoes and said they smelled so good and she went back to bed. What the heck? She was supposed to give us some for Scout being such a good watch dog.

At 6 a.m., we awoke to a smelly house. The good smells of earlier are gone. The potatoes look and smell burned. The anticipation of a delicious breakfast is over. Mama said we couldn't have eaten the potatoes anyway because they had onions. She will fix us an egg this morning though, so all is not lost.

Jack,
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