Many of you asked why I was banished from the kitchen. The Man, who does 100% of the dinner prep in our house, says I get in the way. He is always telling me to get out. I rarely listen. I am a girl who loves her food. He keeps trying and I will keep not listening to him.
Speaking of food - Lady and Man had a min-super bowl party. Lady doesn't mind football (sorry American friends, Canadian football is far more exciting but yours is watchable), but can never stay up for the whole game. (This year she says she clearly missed the best half of the game because that first half was pretty boring). Anyway, it is one of the days of the year, Lady doesn't eat clean and they eat in front of the TV.
This is the feast made for two: Potato skins, onion rings, deep fried zucchini, wings. (In case Lady's trainer sees this, she also had a salad, so it was totally healthy).
Phod doesn't get excited about food, he was just happy to get snuggles.
I showed Lady how much I wanted to taste some of that delicious food. I looked super cute.
I looked longingly at it (in case you are wondering what is on the plate, after Lady was done eating, she brushed Phod and put his hair on her plate to take to the garbage).
Being cute and looking longingly didn't score me anything. In the end I got bored and went to sleep on my Lady. At least she gave me lots of pets and love and we got to snuggle, although I am sure wings would have been better!