Tuesday, April 14, 2015
I Will Not Seek. . . I Will Not Run. . .
Dinner should be an adventure. ADVENTURE IN TASTE, that is. Once in a while my Mommys like to change it up and make a GAME of it. For my MIND, they say. KEEPS me young, they aver. AGGRAVATES ME, I contest.
The other day my food was NOT in its usual place - the place I ALWAYS expect it to be. The place I patiently sit at waiting for instructions to eat. PATIENTLY wait, I might add. Then OUT of the blue, Mommy says I need to FIND my food first.
I sat there. I looked at her with tears in my lovely eyes.
I sat there in disbelief, looking longingly at the empty SPOT where my dish should be.
I sat there . . . waiting. . . waiting. . . waiting.
Then I started to whine - a little. Then a little more.
Finally Mommy got the hint - I was NOT going to hunt for my food. I COULD NOT hunt for my food.
Hehheh. . .
Who needs to strengthen HER mind?