My mom made breakfast and she ate the leftover cow. The cow I needed for my stuffing. She didn’t share at all! I wanted it so bad I even put my nose up to the edge of the table and sniffed really hard but mom said “No cow for you, silly puppy!” and shooed me away.
I understand Lucy’s disappointment now. Life is hard.
Tonight my people cooked a huge slab of cow. I love cow! Cow is my favorite! And they ate it without me! I was so upset but there’s nothing I could do about it because I’m a good girl and I don’t beg from the table.
Here’s the cow slab. Sorry its not a better photo, I’m not a very good photographer.
And here’s how much of it I got.