Posted by on Mar 4, 2019 | 10 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wasted No. 1….

Well, the grill worked and I actually had tiny (emphasis on TINY) morsels of the entrecôte (read: steak), which, if you ask me, and no one does, was a bit too thin for my taste but mama prefers veggies and naturally NO ONE is thinking of what I WANT!

Still, a little meat every few weeks makes papa happy after having been made to eat wheat grass burgers and soy martinis, haha. Just kidding!  But mama is always debating the issue about being carnivores or herbivores, whatever they are, and slowly but surely we are slipping into less meat and more pasta, fish, eggs, etc. and I am slipping into becoming a shadow of my former self.

It would be interesting to see a world suddenly without cows but there is always the chance of having a change that big upset the balanced T-bone (or was it apple?) cart of the food chain.  We have no answers in this house, just taste buds.

I am at this point in my diet unable to walk or talk but only lounge on my bed and look forlorn and wasted, in hopes that SOMEONE WHO FEEDS ME, will.

Okay, okay I’m overdoing it, but around here that’s what one has to do to get back to NORMAL (read: fed and given treats all day long).

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wasted no. 2…sigh…