I got this nice award from Jazzi and Pumpkin
But before I talk about illicit foodable consumption, I want to lodge a complaint regarding kibbles.
Why is it that if the Pee-Wee weighs 80 pounds and the Mango weighs 230 pound (or thereabouts), the midget gets four cups of kibble every day and the Mango only gets eight?
I mean I am totally three times his size which means I should get, let's see, four times three, about... 47 cups of kibble each and every day! It doesn't seem fair, am I right?
Not to mention that momma is always pinching me to check for too much Mango. As if!
She says that I need less kibbles because I am something called lethargic and can be found meditating about 20 hrs. out of the day.
Lethargic? I think not! I am just starving to death! Look at me. I cannot pull my should be larger self out of bed.
But I digress...
The Mango has been accused of eating things which are not foodables on occasion. Such as the alleged sock eating incident where momma watched an intact tube sock emerge from my large and flatulent bottom. But where is the photographic evidence I ask?
Let us turn our attention to the bottom feeder pee-wee.
Here we see actual proof of his amazing swallow skills.
Look! Stuffing from one of momma's chairs.
A big hunk of one of my stuffies! Don't worry, it went through the washy machine before poop detective momma tried it out as a glove.
Clearly, the squirt is much more prone to swallowing things which one oughtn't.
I also got this nice award from little Sasha.
I want to pass it along to Tula because she certainly qualifies as sassy.
I will leave you with those photo of my large and wasting away self from the archives.
This was my entry into Ludo's non-tricky contest which I totally did not win even though this is like the best do nothing photo ever because, I promise you, I am not even thinking!
Mango Man! Oh yeah!