Dinner was simple. Corn was cut off a cob. Potatoes topped with Grrrrravi intended to go over Biscuits.,,,,,,,, My last package,, need to resupply. The chicken drumstick looks slightly unusual. It is skinless, and breaded, and skillet fried. Quite a bit of the breading fell off in the fry process. Washed down with Moooo juice.
It was the two-step end. Instead of falling asleep slowly, he dropped. Thankfully, I was right there to catch him as he fell off the table. I was about to scream, “wait! No! I’ve changed my mind!!” But he added the second shot, and it was too late. Of course it was the right thing. It’s just so odd feeling.