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Pardon us for the musical reference, but we ask the “Is there anybody in there?” question at meal time twice a day.
Is there anybody in there? . . . Is there anybody home?
Uh, Natasha, it is looking like dinner might be late.
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Hope you didn’t have to wait too long! We hate when our dinners are late!
Ayla sez: Awrrrroooooo, that’s like me ‘n Ice. Don’t our hu-Mom and Dad KNOW that our suppertime is supposed to be at 5:30 p.m.? When it isn’t coming, me’n Ice have no recourse but to stand at the patio doors, decorating the glass with fresh “nose art” ’til the door opens, and the hu-Mom appears with our dishes — FULL!