My mom said that I am spoiled rotten. I say, I have a distinguished palate.
A few weeks ago when I ran out of the pieces of food that I liked, I would push my bowl into the middle of the floor. Then I would sit behind it and look all pitiful until someone would fill my bowl back up. I only really like the green pieces out of the food, and mom was making me eat all the food, not just the ones I liked best.
Today, I decided to sit by the food container when I ran out of green pieces. See my, “hey I am pitiful and starving to death” look?
See those yummy green pieces?? I love them soooo much!
See all the yucky stuff still in my bowl??
Mom said that she should not give in and fill my bowl…
But she did!!! She called me spoiled, but I do not agree!