Mercer loves ice cream. He probably has a separate pouch in his body just to hold ice cream. He loves it so much that he practically ignored Brobee, who was maybe 2 feet away from our table, for a good 20 minutes just so he could concentrate on his ice cream. He'll use any method of getting it into his mouth: spoon, hands, or even direct mouth to cream action. His favorite flavor is strawberry.
2 comments:
strawberry, really? i'll love him regardless.
also, that diner is as well lit as my office.
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