Whenever I make pancakes, I take all of the leftover batter and pour one giant pancake for Sugar. My mom used to do this when we were growing up for our dog, Muffin. The super-pancake was often bigger than his little Pekingese/Poodle-mix head.
This morning was no different. Rich peeled the supercake off the griddle, made Sugar go stand at the other end of the hallway and wait obediently until the thing cooled off, then fired away..... This pic from back in Tampa is the best one I have to properly illustrate the act -- look at the trajectory of that thing!
Happy Saturday.
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