Friday, March 11, 2011


...She can't stand to touch....wait for it....dry dog or cat food!
Isn't that the funniest thing you have ever heard.  On the rare occasions in which she does feed Spike or Sally, she will pick up their bowl, dip it in the bag, and scoop up the food with the bowl.  What is even weirder is that she will touch a milk bone dog biscuit.  I mean, really, what's the difference?

When she sees me just stick my hand in the bag and grab some food, she is like "that is so gross."  I reply "what are you going to do when you have a pet of your own?"  Rayray "I am sure as h*ll not going to touch it with my hand!"

I see problems for her children!

Love you boo!  I am going to miss you!  (tear)

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