Eulogy for "Snack"

Oh Snack! How many days I watched you swim, the light glinting yummily off your silver scales.

Oh Snack! I traced the outline of your path with my paw, pressed my nose against the glass, and begged for Mom to let me eat you.

Oh Snack! I even came to visit you one day, then Mom & Dad bought you a stronger lid. I developed a fear of water, so you were safe.

Oh Snack! What an unceremonious way to go. In my belly would be much better than the toilet.

As I watched you circle around faster and faster, sucked down in the whirlpool I cried "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

I waited 9 freakin' years and I don't even get to eat the damn thing??!!

~Guennie

Peas and Mushy Chips....

~Sibyl

I like it when Momth's sick.....she lets me geth away with murder! In the last week I have taken the art of table begging to a new level. The Don would be proud of my coerthion skills.

I've discovered that the little green things called "peas" are terrific. A little hard to pick up when you have no teeth.....carpets are best 'cause they hold 'em still. Glass dishes, not so much- they roll everywhere! They seem solid, but when chomped- they explode, and require little subsequenth chewing. I think I like those...we should have them with every meal!

My number one fettith is chips. The rustle of cellophane coated foil bags will wake me out of a dead sleep two floors above. But wait- there's something even better! Last night Momth had something called "fries"...another word for mushy chips!! These are fantastic and much less crunchy. Plus they come in stick form.......all food should come in such fun shapeths!

What's for dinner tonight Momth?