This is our chicken cookie jar or, as I like to call it, our "bawk, bawk". My Great Nana Guth gave this to Mommy, so it's very special.
This is my new favorite sight in the fridge. It's not the milk that excites me (I don't even drink that watered down 2% stuff), it's the cow. I talk to her just about every time Mommy opens the refrigerator door.
Now this is pure yellow magnificence! I would eat one of these at every meal if Mommy would let me (taking after my good friend, Preston). Just about everytime we walk by the fruit bowl, I reach out my hand and say "nanananana".
And here's a pic of how I like to top off every meal. As soon as my meal tray is lifted off my high chair, I check my bib pocket for leftovers. If I'm lucky, I'll find one or two extra pieces of nananana.
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