Every other Tuesday a man comes to our door selling ice cream and other frozen treats. After enduring 2 years of seeing my humans indulging in these delicacies, I decided it was time to order something for myself.
First, I browsed the catalog to find something perfect for me.

Lo and Behold! Look what I found! Beef flavored ice cream just for me. I pointed it out so the ice cream man would know just what I wanted.

And this is what I got... Beef Flavored Doggie Sundaes

Of course, I had to rely on Mom to help me with the packaging.

How sweet it is! Thanks ice cream man! I will be browsing the catalog preparing for your next visit.
OK, I'm really intrigued by this ice cream man who comes to your front door with snacks! (Although, I'd be sooooooooo fat LOL).
ReplyDeleteBOL - we posted Monty eating ice cream, although you are so very clever ordering your own. Maybe you can teach Monty how to do so?
ReplyDeleteSam
I have got to get me some of that ice cream! Looks delicious.
ReplyDeleteWags N Kisses,
Wrigley
Holy cow, I'm going to move to your state so I can have a door-to-door ice cream sales man :)
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