Friday 29 December 2006

Eyes on the quiche

Geez Ellen is so mean. She went shopping and came back with all this fabulous food for HER, but did I get anything? No! All I did was sit on the benchtop and watch as she cut up some quiche . . . then she yells at me for trying to get some! Is that fair? I suppose she'll make me watch her eat the custard scroll as well. She's such a pig.

I know . . . if I sit on her keyboard and attack her hands as she tries to type she'll get tired of me and then she'll have to relent. Maybe she'll give me some of that tuna that's left over in the fridge. At least that'd be more interesting than those boring pellets she feeds me for every meal. Why'd she think I had my eyes on the quiche?

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