The Szramas

Ah..chicken and beef. Kendi cooked with both this week. They both smelled so good. Two nights ago it was chicken. She and Greg then ate the chicken over stringy stuff, and they wouldn't share. Sure Kendi gave me some treats while she cooked. I love treats. But they are not chicken, which smelled really yummy. I bugged and sniffed while they ate, which is why Greg said that I couldn't have any chicken later. So not fair. It just smelled yummy. I got some anyway though, I jumped on the trash can and pick out the little bits of chicken that Kendi threw away. They were slimy and not very meaty. I got in trouble because Greg caught me. I was in big trouble. I just wanted some chicken. Then Greg made everything in the trash can disappear.

Last night Kendi made beef. I didn't beg as much while she cooked, I was trying to find Greg. When he finally came home, Kendi put the beef and something else in the big hot box in the kitchen. They left for 20 minutes and came back all sweaty and hot smelling. Kendi sat down on the floor and reached for her toes, so I tried to help her by jumping on her back. She didn't understand because she made me get down. I was just trying to help...and make sure that I got some beef for being helpful. It smelled so good while they were gone. They both took their time and got all wet and changed clothes before Kendi got the beef out of the big hot thing. Greg called it steak and agreed with me that it smelled good. I followed plates to the table where they were going to eat. I tried to sit between them and sniff the beef but they both threw me off the couch. So I curled up behind Kendi's head and waited. I wanted beef. It smelled so good. They finished eating and then Kendi called my name. Next she sat her plate on the floor with beef on it for me. It wasn't as much beef as she gave Greg, but it was beef. Yummy, yummy, beef. Prrrr.....I like beef.