I made another batch of puppy jambalaya today (routine every 4 days). This time right when it was done the propane alarm went off and shut the stove down. As usual I panicked only to see Jupiter lying in the galley with is butt near the sensors…. Puppy farts and propane sensors do not go together :)
The dogs had smelled the chicken for several hours as I went to the boat Jumble to get rid of a few spare parts that are no longer spare for me. Once I was back on the boat they went crazy as I deboned the chicken, smashed the peas and added the rice. Now, just afternoon, they have tummies full of jambalaya and are sleeping.
We will be going to Hog Island for the music and BBQ this afternoon.