You Want Me to Eat What???

Hey guys, it's Nathan here. Now you know I'm a healthy eater and am willing to try pretty much anything. But the other night mommy gave me something called chicken. Yuck, what was she thinking? My fist tasted better than that stuff. I tried to let mommy know that I wasn't happy; I spit the food out with my tongue, I fussed, I wiped my eyes, I fussed some more. And what did she do, she took pictures. Come on now!!!



I was finally saved by my big brother's cries for help. Even though he ignores me I think deep down inside he loves me.

I later overheard mommy and TC talking about the cats licking the jar clean and then mommy said "I hope the cats don't get sick from it". Now why in the world would she feed me something that she's concerned about the cats getting sick from eating? I know I'm only 7 1/2 months but that doesn't make sense to me.

Now that I'm older and wiser I'll pop back in from time to time. But for now I need to make sure the parentals are staying on top of their game.

Deuces

A.K.A Chunky Chunk, Nathan J, Nate Dizzle, Nate the Great, Bam Bam, Chubby Checker

PS - I really think they need to come up with just one nick name and stick to that, don't you?