Mulli of the MidWest

I have been SPAMMED!

In an egregious assault of DOGSTER itself, I, Mulligan, have had one of my Diary entries, yes, one of my very own Diary entries, Spammed.

This viscious attack occured sometime during the wee hours of the night, as all attacks do. I consider it an attack on all that is American and Righteous, and oh, the Family just had SPAM last night!

Indeed, last night Oldest Lad opened up a luscious can of SPAM to go with leftover Homemade Macaroni and Cheese. Therefore this SPAM Attack on my Diary is an Attack on MOMLINESS, the Family Unit, all things crusty, and able to fit in a 9 by 13 casserole dish! Oh, the vision of Homemade Macaroni and Cheese, the lovely bechamel white sauce so lovingly stirred, then the sharp cheddar added to make it a gooey rich mass of delight. Then it bakes and on it's own the noodles and cheese meld to form such a bubbly mass, with a crusty topping all it's own. How many times did Pennie and I almost tear each other to bits over who got to clean the dish? Mom would hold the dish for one of us for a turn, then the other, until it was spotless.

Anyhoodle, I digress. Oldest Lad decided to open another ALL-American Institution, a can of SPAM to go with his leftover Macaroni and Cheese. Why are SPAM attacks called SPAM? SPAM attacks are a cruel, sneaky, mean attack. SPAM the food is a useful, edible treat! The SPAM Liquid can be used to waterproof hiking boots. Although, I, Mulligan, would not pawsonally recommend this. Oh, I, Mulligan, am indeed a non-discriminatory Dog, as I have stated most recently in my Compression Therapy Health Care Plan. If a hiker wants to waterproof his/her hiking boots with Spam Liquid then by all means go ahead. It's just that I, Mulligan, pawsonally do not wish to attract a bear, or a jaguar or Sasquatch to come hiking with me, due to the wondrous odor of Spam eminating from my boots. It's not "discrimination" against bears, jaguars, and Sasquatch, per se; but well, I am afraid of them.

The SPAM meat itself can be eaten straight from the can; making it a perfect product to keep for emergencies. In non-emergencies, it can be fried up to a crispy delight, getting an attractive speckled brown crust, and imbueing the household with it's wondrous odor.

I, Mulligan, am obviously quite disturbed by this horrid SPAM attack on my Diary Entry. It is an attack on SPAM itself; an American Institution! It is a weak, spineless assault on ME, allowing Me no means to defend myself. And of course it is an attack on DOGSTER, which must NOT BE ALLOWED!