June 24th 2008 5:44 pm
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WHAAATT? Me? FAT? Nuh-uh. I'm a beautiful, glorious, stunning princess. Princesses aren't fat. Period. But...Mummy says I'm fat!
I guess that settles it. Just ship me off to the fat farm. Just call me Little Pig Lillian. It's true. Mummy felt me over today and noticed that she can't feel my ribs at all. And my tummy is round. It's not like it's MY fault. As said before, I'm a princess. I eat like a princess. But princesses aren't s'posed to be fat...? I'll come back to that one.
But really, it's not my fault. Mummy makes such good food and I just HAVE to eat it. It's like a magnetic pull. I can't resist. Peanut Butter cookies are just too good!! And Oatmeal cookies...And ginger snaps...and beef..and sweet potatoes...God, I'm suck a sucker for food...
Since it IS mummy's fault, she feels she has to finish what she started, so to speak. More exercise, less food...AND I. HATE. IT. Not exercise, my daily meet-and-greet (walks) are fun. :) It's that...most of my peanut butter cookies are going to Star, my other adopted pit mix sister. Ah well. I still got a LITTLE bit of peanut-buttery goodness. Too little. But it's all about portion control....right...?
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