(Sure thing!)<br/><br/>"Good nose. So first I made french toast to feed you and the boys. Lydia took one sniff and threw a fit, so I got the whipped cream out of the fridge and she ate that right up. Then we tried oatmeal and that became my breakfast since thay wasn't good either, and we ended on plain scrambled eggs." Del chuckled. "She doesn't care for cheese at all either. I had to pick it off of the eggs and give it to the dog. She wanted milk, but based on how she's eating, there clearly wouldn't have been enough to feed you both. I'm going to have to go rub that powder in after this or there won't be enough for dinner, either."<br/><br/>Meanwhile the car rolled violently into the ditch and ended up top side down. The woman luckily had the foresight to where a seatbelt and was hanging from her seat when Hoss hurried down to help out. She was shocked to see him but welcome the help and soon she was freed from the wreckage. "I-I think so." She stammered and it was clear by her speech and how pale she looked she was quite shaken up.