Pepper

Sharron and I have mostly been sitting around on the couch for the last few hours.  It’s pretty nice.  Parker however, keeps disappearing into the rest of the house.  We’ve caught him in the trash a few times, but haven’t really figured out what he’s been after.  Awhile ago, after I caught him slinking away from the trash, I gave him to Sharron to watch.  She smelled his breath and said, “He smells like pepper.  What’s in the trash?”  My response?  “Chicken!”  We’d thrown out some old chicken earlier and he’d been sneaking into the trash to eat little bits of it.  How smart is that that he didn’t take the chicken out of the trash to eat it, but instead just kept taking small bites?  Too funny.  :-)