A conversation.
Carmela: Momma, is it true that Lucinda can eat all the stinky goodness she wants?
Momma: Yes, dear. The special vet said that she needs to gain some weight so she can get stronger.
Moe: Momma, can I eat her leftovers? She doesn't finish it all.
Momma: No, Moe. We need to leave her food out so if she gets hungry, she won't have to wait.
Moe: But it smells so good. Can I have a taste?
Momma: Okay, only a taste. Save the rest. And, Carmela?
Carmela: Yes, Momma?
Momma: No sneaking behind my back. You had a good breakfast.
Carmela: Oh, Momma!
Lucinda (from the kitchen): Nom, nom, nom! This is good chow. I'm glad that I'm hungry all the time.
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3 comments:
Oh no - you guys will starve! You should have extra foods too!
Oh, I'm near to fainting at just the *thought of "all the stinky goodness she wants."
If only someone would say that about me! :)
Oh dear! That is so not fair. I know how it goes though... Georgia our elderly cat gets to eat all she wants...
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