OK- heres the story about the cooking oil & the dog. It all started when I woke up last Sunday morning and found a saucepan filled with what I thought was water on the back burner of the stove. My DD19 is a health freak and I always find saucepans with vegetable water sitting until I dump them out after she has eaten the vegetables. So what do I do? I start to pour it down the sink, only to my dismay that I find it is not water, but in fact it is vegetable oil. I know this is not my DD19's doing- she wouldnt dream of eating anything deep fried, let alone cook with oil. I knew it had to be DD14 who doesnt eat anything UNLESS its deep fried LOL (isnt it amazing how 2 kids can be soooooooo different) so after I calmed down and chased the oil with about 5 minutes worth of hot water down the sink, I questioned DD14. Oh yes she made french fries after we had all gone to bed last night. OH. so I said, "you know I dont like you to cook oil on the stove not to mention its not good for you to eat like that, plus you never clean up & guess whos left with the mess" blah blah blah. So I told her to go down & dump the rest of the oil in the weeds, which translates to take it down PAST the treeline & back INTO the woods. Well she stood there as I watched from the window & did what I told her NOT to do. The oil went right at the treeline and the dog was out. Well, you can guess what the dog did, as dogs do doesnt matter how much you pay for that pedigree. We were sitting, DH Brian & I, and guess who wanders over....a WET dog. not wet from water, mind you. WELL Brian just starts laughing, and for some reason that set me off big time....and then the dog had to have a bath....and a bath......and another bath....ect.....and the moral to this story is for all you kids out there reading: THERE IS ALWAYS A REASON YOUR PARENTS TELL YOU TO DO SOMETHING A CERTAIN WAY. And there my friends is the oil & dog story. WHEW I need a vacation.