home reno, where the viewers were treated to seeing how cramped spaces could be made over. Just when the old kitchen cabinets - which really looked okay - were being carted out, there came a knock at the front door. From within the other room, the viewers could hear the program's host greeting the home's owner.
The program cut to a commercial, followed by another, and still another. That was, just five minutes after the previous commercial break. Anyway, how that kitchen would turn out, Lana wanted to see. Finally, the commercials over - well, until another five or six minutes had passed - the home's owner stepped into the kitchen; behind him trailed ... something wearing some sort of dog-collar, or whatever. Disgusted, Lana clicked to another channel.
Behind her, she heard the soft thud of a kitchen cupboard door being opened. Sounded like the one above the counter, where she kept the snacks. Cowboy then entered the living room; in his hand, a canister of mixed nuts.
"Lots of them on tv tonight." Lana moved the clicker from the coffee table, to the end table right next to her husband's recliner.
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