Bowl Blues

My mom on occassion forgets my not-a-dog status and will get lazy in her kitchen creativity when it comes to my meals. When this happens I'm faced with the same old chicken and peas for breakfast everyday for weeks! But a few days ago, I had to take action. I had had enough.

What's my tactic? I call it waging the hunger strike with the all important sad face. You ain't seen puppy dog eyes done right if you ain't seen mine.

Trust me, this is the best way to go. In the last week, I've gotten chicken fried rice, indian chicken curry, turkey burgers, tuna and my own, made-to-my-liking omelette.

And for dessert? My grandmother bought me dunkers. They are these extraordinary cookies from Trader Joe's (grocery heaven). They have chocloate chips in them but my mom says she will gladly eat out the chocolate for me. Cause you know....us dog-like peeps can't handle the choc.

OK, so my point: get dunkers from Trader Joe's!