Zo on the Cob

The other day Judy and I enjoyed some corn on the cob for dinner. Zoey was not eating her meal all that well, splashing and swiping her food across the room and all over the floor. Usually at this point we pull away the tray and wait for a bit and try again.

After her diner was over, I pulled the tray off and sat her on my lap. As she sat there, she uttered a grunt that has become synonymous with "Gimme" though sounds more like someone having difficulty moving their bowels.

She was reaching for the corn. We didn't think she'd get what to do, but why not try? I held the corn and Zoey bit right in, taking down a 2 x 2 section of the cob.

Judy ran off for the camera to take several pictures. This was the best of the bunch (I was laughing...really. Not sure what's with my sour puss here).