After Linda read my post yesterday, she went to Safeway to buy chicken and beef. All morning the smell of roasting meat filled the house. Honestly, I was flipping out. (I was dancing and jumping so much I kept falling backwards.) She puts it in the whirly blender and makes mushed up food for me. I got to taste some when it cooled, whoo-hoo... is it good. She must really love me. Linda
is a vegan and for her to cook that meat and pull it off the bone is really dying to self. I know I can be annoying with my fussy eating, but I'm so adorable, she'll keep me. Not like this poor little girl who ended up in the trash. (This photo better be a joke.)
