The only food I want to eat all the time is pancake. I want the smell, I want the taste and my father got everything I truly love with pancakes. I think it has something to do with love and effort. There is no powdered milk tonight but there is a maple syrup, woot woot. Love it into bits and pieces. My father ate too and I have two pancakes. I was attacking the newly cooked pancake. It was hot that the syrup melts. It tastes really good. It makes me happy. Now I have all the energy even though I was losing it earlier because I was waiting for calls.
My room is dark that is why the picture kinda looks dark. I put the plate on my keyboard and the source of light is from my laptop. I finished the pancake in less than a minute. I was too hungry, haven’t eaten dinner. I don’t want the viand, I only want pancake. I do not care if I will eat pancakes every day as long as I have food intake. I hardly have it lately. Now I am not that full, but I am satisfied with what I had tonight. Thanks to my father who is always willing to cook something for me. Thanks to my mother who is always willing to buy the products I want even it is late at night already.
Actually, on her way to buy flour for pancake, she saw the kitty I told you earlier. Maybe my cravings for pancake became the instrument to get the kitty. Now she is sleeping in the cage. I hope we made her happy and feel secure. She get along immediately with the big kitties on the other cage. We place her on the cage where the kittens are not that hurting the small ones during playtime. I know she will love it there.
Photo is mine