Rose to the Rescue

Those tortillas looked really lonely on the counter. Dee put them on top of the water container and then forgot about them. That wasn’t very polite of her. Nobody likes to be forgotten. Then Brian put them in back of the water container.

Poor tortillas. So I ate them. Now they have company in my tummy with the scrambled eggs and peas and potatoes. My tummy is happy. The tortillas are happy.

So … what’s next for a snack?

Rose, the Irish Setter

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