There’s that sound again. I’m on my way. Chop, chop, chop. My person is chopping vegetables. When she does that I get treats. Vegetable ends. She used to throw them away. Silly person. Why would she do that?
She doesn’t throw them out anymore. I got her to toss me something once – a long time ago. I don’t even remember what it was. A zucchini end or something. Now that she knows I’ll eat them, she tosses the ends to me all the time. So as soon as I hear that knife chopping away, out into the kitchen I come.
My person tosses the pieces high into the air and I get to catch them. That’s almost as much fun as eating them. Sometimes even more fun, depending on what it is she tossed to me. Cucumbers are alright, but I prefer tomatoes, zucchini, and onions. And don’t toss me any olives. I’ll spit them right out. I guess my person figured out about the olives because I don’t see her chopping any. I mean, it makes more sense to chop the kinds that I like, doesn’t it?
Now I’ve got to figure out how to get her to chop up some meat.
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