Gross pet stories:
1) I was at a friends house one time and she cut up some cheese and crackers and put them on the island in her kitchen. I pulled up a stool and we were chatting and her cat hopped up on the island. then she met the cat. then the cat laid down on the island and put it's little paw up on the plate and whacked the cracker a little bit. She kept on eating! I stopped.
2) First Thanksgiving with my inlaws, prior to them being my inlaws, we get to their house and the thanksgiving ham is sitting there. His mom tells me the DOG ate half the ham, but she cut off the end he chewed on, washed it off, and put it back in the oven "to kill the germs". She told everyone the story and I am the only person who did not eat the ham!!! can you believe it?!
The thing about this post to me is this, everyone is different. If you told me that story and served the cake, I would not run screaming from the house, but I would politely decline and say I was full or something... But, I can see a lot of other people that have come and gone in my life laughing and chowing right now.
We had some friends over for dinner tonight and were talking about restaurants. I was telling them that I went to this mexican place that I just love at the beginning of May and I scooped up a big chip of salsa and right in it was a black hair, and I have not been back since. Just thinking about it makes me gag a bit. It's such a shame, this is/was my absolute favorite restaurant. So this one guy we had over was like, really? you're crazy, I would have pulled it out and kept eating, doesn't bother me. So, to each his own!
1) I was at a friends house one time and she cut up some cheese and crackers and put them on the island in her kitchen. I pulled up a stool and we were chatting and her cat hopped up on the island. then she met the cat. then the cat laid down on the island and put it's little paw up on the plate and whacked the cracker a little bit. She kept on eating! I stopped.
2) First Thanksgiving with my inlaws, prior to them being my inlaws, we get to their house and the thanksgiving ham is sitting there. His mom tells me the DOG ate half the ham, but she cut off the end he chewed on, washed it off, and put it back in the oven "to kill the germs". She told everyone the story and I am the only person who did not eat the ham!!! can you believe it?!
The thing about this post to me is this, everyone is different. If you told me that story and served the cake, I would not run screaming from the house, but I would politely decline and say I was full or something... But, I can see a lot of other people that have come and gone in my life laughing and chowing right now.
We had some friends over for dinner tonight and were talking about restaurants. I was telling them that I went to this mexican place that I just love at the beginning of May and I scooped up a big chip of salsa and right in it was a black hair, and I have not been back since. Just thinking about it makes me gag a bit. It's such a shame, this is/was my absolute favorite restaurant. So this one guy we had over was like, really? you're crazy, I would have pulled it out and kept eating, doesn't bother me. So, to each his own!
Alison
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