Fresh is Best

I was looking pretty tip-top last weekend. The butt police didn’t arrest my mom, and things were returning to normal. I ate my food and took my pills. Then, I listened to my mom & dad saying:  “Hey, Minn is doing really well. We haven’t wanted to stress her out, but she’s doing fine; maybe we can give her a b***”.  As in the word that rhymes with math and cannot be spoken.

Time to get weird. I decided to confound my mom with yet another eating idiosyncrasy. I’ve joined legion with my sister. She hates leftovers, and now I do, too. If it’s been in the fridge or freezer and zapped in the microwave, I want nothing to do with it. But, if it’s hot off the stove, I’ll dig in:

       

So long as it doesn’t have any salmon in it. I’ve decided to reject salmon. Unless, of course, you put it in the dishwasher or garbage. Then I want it.

         

Oh, I’ve also decided to stop taking my pills unless they’re covered in a forbidden blanket of goodness (think cheese, butter, etc.)

I had a high-quality nap this afternoon:

I love you!

 

 

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About minniekamper

I am the world's best dog. I was born November 23, 1996 and I went to live with the world's luckiest family on February 1, 1997. I love bacon.
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