Ma says that years and years and years ago there use to be a TV add about the benefits of eggs. The punch line was “Go to Work on an Egg“.
Well my loyal followers I am all set.
Ma opened the fridge this morning and pulled out my favorite treat that little yellow piece of pleasure that she saves for me from scone day.
I was in the living room but as soon as she opens the little pot she stores it in I was right into the kitchen.
She cuts it into tiny piece for me which makes me a little impatient.
I could just pop that piece of yumminess and be done but she has to toss it with my kibble to make me eat more.
Once I’ve picked through it I leave the rest for the walking dustbin.
She needs no enticement to nosh.
If she had an egg she might go into orbit.
Now maybe I should reflect on that possibility. Ovum Orbital Obnoxious Opportunity!