The other day my mama, my grandma, and Puppy E went to the Farmer’s Market. We didn’t get to go, and we pouted half the time they were gone. We were so mad — until they got home, that is.
They walked in, and mama had a big grin on her face.
I asked myself: “Self, why does mama have a big grin on her face?”
And Self said to me “She must have brought you a most bodacious yummable.”
And I was right. So for the rest of the afternoon, my Doodlebrother and I feasted like kings on the most righteous of organic, free/strange, fresh marrow bones.