8.02.2008

Oh boy, Spam!

Mommy was reading my comments, as Daddy and I snuggled on the couch, the other day when, imagine my delight, she said “Hey look, Toontzy (my current nickname) and I got some Spam!”

I thought it was rude that Daddy was being left out, but I was all up for tasting the hammy treat (so far I’ve been denied a sample of the Spam, so I was thrilled). I leaped off the couch and I bounded for the kitchen so fast my back paws skidded on the tile floor as I rounded the corner -I realized I needed to clear some room in my dish.

“Blah, blah, blah (boring Mommy talk)… gas prices… blah, blah… some crack pot.” I heard Mommy say above the sound of my kibble crunching.

“Yes Mommy, let’s crack that pot of spammy goodness open!” I called out to her, now dancing around my bowl in excitement.

Well it turns out that she wasn’t referring to the Spam enjoyed by our Hawaiian friend Cheryl at all. It has something to do about mail. You’ve got to be kidding, right? There I was, all pumped up and ready for a snack, and suddenly no treat was going to be coming at all. I mewled for a few minutes to no avail when I cried out in one last ditch effort.

“Mommy, if we don’t enjoy the tasty canned treat, the spammers win!”

9 comments:

  1. Mmmmm SPam...it's quite tasty, unless it's an offer to enlarge certain bodily parts...

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  2. I hope not - all my body parts are large enough already.

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  3. Fin will be getting a can of Span by Fluf mail today!

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  4. Well Anonymous, I like where you're headed with that thought and I will wait by the door for my delivery! Maybe the return address will let me send a thank you card.

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  5. You look very cute, Fin~!
    Nice to meet you!

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  6. Why thank you, you look quite snappy in that red outfit. So nice of you to stop by!

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  7. Spam sounded tasty. I'm sorry it wasn't the hammy type...

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  8. Hi Parker! Thanks for stopping by, I wish I had some Spam to offer you.

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  9. You poor kitty! That was pure mean, what your mom did, making your mouth water for spam and then not feeding you any.

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