One day soon after The Cottage had been built Catriona (then 6 or just 7 years old) came down from The House for a visit. At one stage I asked if she would like anything. What had I got? I opened the biscuit tin and then the fridge to reveal chocolate and other goodies. Her eyes alighted on the carrots. Overjoyed and ignoring anything else she plumped for carrots. Ever since when The Family come for dinner the starter includes, amongst other things, carrot sticks and dips. They disappear at an amazing rate of knots. Last night, however, we discovered something we all regarded as amazing. Misty loves carrots too. A dog eating carrots? Absolutely woofed them down.
|Yes, carrots - the umpteenth carrot stick of the evening|
|What's all the fuss about? Yuck. What is she eating?|