The Baby here.
*nom nom nom*
Mommy gives me minced chicken breast every day for my elevenses. It's delicious.
She grills 'em up for me every couple of days so they're always fresh...she was poaching them, but I far prefer the taste of grilled chicken.
I can be sound asleep but as soon as I hear the chopping block hit the counter I'm wide awake, waiting. Waiting, because I get snack service in my heated cubby!
Mommy says I'm spoiled, but honestly? I just don't see it.
XX Gobbling Grizz XX