|FRANK = BACON|
Next time we will totally:
* follow Chef Annie's secret bacon directions
* feed me the bacon juice instead of flushing it down the toilet
* make twice the bacon in case it shrinks
That is IF I can convince my human to go near the stove again. Her brain is so gimpy these days she left the burner thingy on. For like four hours. If it wasn't for Dutch barking at the "scary" blue flame in the kitchen we could have all ended up like my bacon.
Burned and crispy.
Frank is going home tomorrow but coming back again next week. With Frank comes bacon so I think a do-over could happen. If it doesn't, I'm totally guilting my human into getting me some of that squeezable stuff. Because bacon in a tube is better than no bacon at all.
My human says there is more to life than bacon (wrong) and says I have to talk about something else tomorrow. I don't know what can beat bacon so I better start thinking now...