Chef Grandma

My mom came over last night with some groceries she had bought for the dogs and cooked them dinner.  She prefers not to cook at all and certainly not for animals, but she has recently decided that she would like to make occasional meals for Alvin and Stevie, and yes, Maddie, the cat gets in on the action too.  The dogs could not have been more excited and stayed at her feet the whole time.  While waiting for the food to cool, my mom came into the living room and sat down.  Alvin stood and stared at her for a long time and then he just couldn't wait any longer and jumped up, placing his two front paws on her knees and remained there while just staring at her.  She kept getting her face closer and closer to his and he leaned in to get his face closer to hers, while furiously wagging his little tail.  He knew what was up and just couldn't wait another minute.  He was persuasive because my mom got up, checked the temperature of the food and announced that dinner was served.  They both gobbled up the dinner, while I took Maddie's into where she can be found nearly 24 hours a day, which remains the biggest, plushiest "dog" bed in the house.  She cooked enough for breakfast tomorrow and listed off the ingredients she is going to buy to try new meals for them.  We were discussing what a good cook she probably is in the canine world when she took a piece of gum out of her mouth and I told her just to place it on a plate that was on the coffee table and I would dispose of it later.  I know Stevie didn't see her do it because I saw where she was at the time.  Within 60 seconds, Stevie had located the source of a little piece of chewed up gum, and got on her back feet to lift the gum off the plate.  I didn't point out the fact that we could hardly gauge her canine cooking abilities when one of her two test dogs was thrilled with a piece of chewed up gum.  Just when you 'ya think you're all that, a dog can humble you within seconds.