I think that maybe shredding it off the bone for reheating might help the ickyness of it.

I do chicken enchiladas sometimes based sort of on an ATK technique where you cook the chicken in the enchilada sauce before putting it all together. I use boneless chicken thighs, but I think if you basically stewed the leg quarters in the sauce and then pulled it off the bone and went from there, it would be awesome.

And yes, cook one, put the rest in the freezer.

Sorry sara, yes please! I had to change into comfy clothes and wash my face. Lucky is getting his second bath today. Now we need him and Oz to get along.

It looks like he was running with a large black lab, so we hope he's not an alpha. Oz wasn't until Max died, but now he's all alpha.

I've got carrot sticks and hummus. It's not quite the same as chips and guacamole, but I guess it'll do.

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I think that first one is Oz. And Heather, I don't know I've ever seen you with your hair up. You rock it.

Thanks! The wind was insane today, so I fear the hair looked crazy.

Boo! FB tells me the Lucky photos are unavailable. But, Daisy Jane, you and your DH are my heroes. Bless him for his bravery and you for your enthusiastic care-giving. Lucky is, indeed.

I don't know what possessed me, but I just stuck my arm out and made a fist and then yelled "NO!" like some kind of demon. The dog stopped dead in his tracks and went back to his yard.

Steph, you did the exact right thing. Claiming your space is all a dog usually needs to back off. Good one! And you are absolutely right about running. Some folks think stuff like 'don't show fear', the truth is, don't act like prey and you won't spark that instinct to kick in.

Good on ya both!

Aw, Lucky Dog is lucky and cute!

I had some of that Mountan Dew throwback a couple weeks ago, it was really good.

Speaking of doggies, Jasmine continues to mellow in surprising ways-- we had workmen here all day and rather than have all of the dogs go into barking, "OMG, peoples who are not ours in Our House!" mode every time they had to walk through the house, I just closed myself away with them in my office. However, towards the end of the day they got out of the office and headed into the kitchen and after the first minute or so of predictable "OMG, peoples! Love me!" bounding and wiggling, she came over to me and sat by my feet.

I was so proud of her.

We're hanging in the room for tonight I think. The boys aren't ready to be alone together and everyone is exhausted.

We're thinking anti-anxiety meds for both tomorrow and bathroom for Lucky and crate for Oz.

Thanks for the kind words. Apparently loose dogs are rampant in that area and often don't make it.

Ha! Pizza lady just got to hear the dog story!