On Wednesday, when Sue makes dog food, we get to lick the pans. There are two pans. There are three dogs. If you do the math, it isn't pretty.

This day, however, Lisle was lying out in the snow in the front yard, fast asleep. So Pete got a pan, and I got a pan. We also get what is left over after Sue has packaged it all up for the freezer. For that, she called in Lisle, and we all three got an extra treat.

That is why Wednesday is my favorite day of the week.