DUMPSTER DIVING
MY MOMMY AND HER GRANDSON WERE EATING CHICKEN AND GAVE ME SOME CARTLIDGE AND SOME SLIVERS OF MEAT. WHEN THEY WERE DONE, MY MOMMY WRAPPED THE PERFECTLY GOOD BONES, SKIN, FAT, ETC AND PUT IT IN THE GARBAGE. I KNOW THEY INTENDED TO EAT THAT AFTER I WENT TO SLEEP. THEY CAN'T TELL ME THE BONES ARE NO GOOD. THEY ARE JUST SNEAKY. SO, QUIET AS A MOUSE, I GOT THOSE TASTEY MORSELS OUT OF THE TRASH, DEMOLISHED 2 DRUMSTICKS AND WAS HALFWAY THROUGH THE LAST DRUMSTICK WHEN I WAS CAUGHT. SHE TRIED TO SHAME ME AND PRETEND THEY MIGHT HURT ME. WHO DOES SHE THINK I AM?
posted by babbles @ 7:41 AM
2 Comments:
Whoa, Heidi! How did those bones taste? I would LOVE to try one, but Mom hides them from me.
I heard one of my peeps say that chicken bones are bad for us, so I guess I'll never know.
I ate a q-tip last week and Mom nearly had a cow! She chased me a tried to get it, but I managed to swallow it on the run.
Boy, did I get in trouble!
Well, if they are bad for me how come I'm not dead. Our human parental units just want them for themselves.
I personally love kleenex. The kind Mommy uses to pick up my "accidents". Q-tips sound good, but I haven't gotten one of those yet.
I can't tell you how good those bones are. It would be cruel to describe something you can never have.
Heidi
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