Thursday, July 9, 2009

pizza by the floor

So my pizza supper that should have been delicious, didn't even make it to the oven. After prepping my last chunk of dough, sweating my onions, prepping sauce, and putting this together.

I stepped back, as I opened the oven, onto my cat and flung the pie into the wall. So instead of pizza in my tummy, it was pizza clean up while I eat a blueberry smoothie.

7 comments:

Kevin Kossowan said...

DANG.

Grace said...

Oh, no - poor kitty!! And poor Chris, too ... :)

Ms Hanson said...

Heartbreaking! This pizza looks too good! My heart goes out to your kitty.

Sarah said...

My heart goes out to the pizza.

Chris said...

Dang is about right, and I should say my cat is A-OK. I think she was more interested in licking the floor after, than any trauma from my big foot.

KimHo said...

Man, I can now only imagine how that would have ended up... ;_;

Maki said...

Sounds like something that has happened to me. I feel your pain.

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