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.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
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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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