Baked beans

I decided today that my parents are horrible, mean people because they've been keeping a great secret from me. The wonderful goodness of baked beans! Dad started opening a bunch of cans today, but Miji and I knew it wasn't tuna because he was using the loud opener on the counter instead of the handheld one from the drawer. Plus we can smell tuna immediately. So we weren't too excited. But I'm always curious about what momma and dad make in the kitchen so I hung out while dad was opening those cans. Then he gave me some of what was inside and OH GOODNESS! I LOVE baked beans!! It's my new favorite food--besides tuna.

Baked beans excitement rating: A+

Cherries and salami

But not together, you silly humans! The other day mom was eating some weird round food out of a bag. They didn't really have a scent until she bit into them and then I could kind of smell something but it wasn't like anything I'm used to. Momma said that I wouldn't like cherries, but dad thought I might, so he gave me a little bit. And I loved it! So I got a few more pieces and I was happy.

Then another time recently my parents had some salami. I looooove salami. Salty, meaty goodness! They gave me a few little pieces but said it was too salty to give me too much. Mom had some more on a sandwich for lunch today and I sat patiently waiting on the floor by her feet because she doesn't like it when I get on the couch and stick my nose in her food while she's eating so I figured I'd have a better chance at getting some salami if I was a good boy on the floor and it worked and she gave me a few bites. Yummy!

Cherries excitement rating: B

Salami excitement rating: A

Soft serve frozen yogurt

My parents went to the place called Cosst-ko tonight. Mom always curses about having to go there because she says it's too big and takes too long to walk around and check out. But she went anyway because dad bribed her with the chance to get a new crock pot (which is a good thing to have because it makes really yummy pork!). So they left and I was sad. But then they came back and mom was actually in a good mood because the store wasn't crowded at all. They had something weird with them that they stuck in the freezer right away, but later dad got his out again and started eating it. So then I knew it was food... it was cold on the outside, so I started licking the cup while he sat on the couch and he said, "Oh, you're so cute!" And then... THEN! He picked up another spoon and scooped a little bit of the frozen goodness into the spoon and offered it to me and I was so excited that I tried to lick it up really quickly but it was really cold, so I wasn't sure how to eat it but I kept licking it anyway until I got some in my mouth but then I got a big chunk of it in my mouth and it was just too cold so I spat it back out on the spoon before I kept eating some more.

Don't let mom see that run-on sentence that I just wrote. She would scold me for that.

Anyway. I finished eating the frozen yogurt, further solidifying that I really do like dessert food. 

Frozen yogurt excitement rating: B+

Donuts

My parents came home last night with donuts. They don't usually eat things like that, but evidently they stopped at a place called Krispy Kreme (which, if you ask me, is a silly way to spell those words, but I'm a cat, so what do I know?) last night on their way home from wherever they were. Mom didn't think I'd eat donut, but when Dad gave me some, I chomped it up really quickly! Didn't they read my last blog about how I like desserts now?

Krispy Kreme excitement factor: B

Pumpkin cookies and chicken (not together!)

Dad spent a lot of time in the kitchen the other day. When he was done, he announced that he had made pumpkin cookies. I wasn't sure if this was something I would like, but Mama really seemed to enjoy them, so I figured it was worth begging for. 

I have to admit, I'm not usually one for sweets, but there was something especially yummy about this sweet treat! My parents were a little surprised that I liked the cookie pieces they fed me. Now I understand why humans like dessert so much!

Pumpkin cookie excitement rating: A-

Yesterday my parents went out to "run air-runds." I still haven't figured out exactly what that means because sometimes they come home with things and other times they don't, and when they do come home with things, it's never the same kind of things. Yesterday was a particularly good air-rund day because they came home with hot food. Mama's hot food was chicken breast! I sat by her feet and put on my really cute expression, and it worked! She kept feeding me little pieces! It was really yummy!!

Chicken excitement rating: A+

I was right

My parents left me. For 10 days! That was a really long time, and it's a good thing that a nice person named Amy came by to visit me every day. I even let her rub my belly. That was awhile ago now, though, so I've almost forgotten about it. The next time I see all those big black bags come out of the closet again, I might have to pee on them so that mom and dad can't put their stuff in them and go away.

Dad's been making a lot of food lately, and I figured it would be nice of me to help him clean things up when I can. So the other day when he cooked some of his beef and barley stew, I did just that. I jumped up on the counter after everyone else was in bed, and I cleaned up the Tupperware that dad had left there with stew in it. Yummy!

Last night, dad made some turkey, cheese, and bacon meatloaf. OHHHH MY GOD it smelled so good in the house while it sat in the big hot box in the kitchen. Then I got to eat some! It was like heaven on a plate! For dessert, there was pumpkin bread pudding, which my parents thought I wouldn't eat. Fools! Of course I'll eat it. It was a little sweet, but that's okay in moderation--or so I hear.

Mom made some macaroni and cheese that had real promise because it has BACON in it! But there's also quite a bit of onion in it, which is one of a few things that I really don't care for, so I just kind of sniffed what she gave me and then left to go take a nap.

Overall holiday food excitement rating: B+

I have a feeling bad times are coming

My parents keep calling me things like "Fatboy," "Chubs," and "Tubbs." I'm not exactly sure why, but I think it has something to do with all the junk food they give me. What's worrisome is that they've started making references to how it's okay because I'll get skinny again soon. What? Why? Then today it made more sense and I got really freaked out when I ran into their sleeping room to see Manga. I saw that big black bag that they put things in right before they disappear for weeks or months at a time. Well... maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit, but that's how long it feels to me.

So after I saw that ugly black bag today, I started snuggling with mom and dad A LOT. Mom's been sitting on the couch with her laptop, and I lay across her wrist so that she really can't do anything except pet me with her other hand. Then I sit on dad's chest for a while, and then I repeat it all. Maybe if I am REEEEEAAAALY cute for the next few days, they'll realize that they can't survive without me and put that stupid black bag away.

At least mom fed me some macaroni and cheese today. I like cheese sauce and noodles!