Dog Park Tales

Yesterday, Annie's mom, one of the regulars (Annie is a policeman's dream dog, a Bloodhound/German shepherd mix) brought her dad to the dog park with her. We were all standing around chatting when her dad said, "Let me get your opinion of something. Last night my daughter was going to make us ice cream cones, so she reaches into the dish washer, grabs the ice cream scoop, rinses it off, scoops out our ice cream, gives the scoop to the dog to lick clean, then puts it back in the dishwasher." He was kind of smiling as he said this and was ruefully shaking his head. I laughed and looked at Annie's mom, "No," I said incredulously, "You didn't!" "It was clean," she replied with a Mona Lisa smile on her face.