So I was just innocently poaching me some pig's brains for m'lunch, when Dymphna came stomping across the kitchen floor looking for breakfast.
I cast about hastily, because she's a sour creature if she doesn't get her brekkie on demand; and I was speedily slicing a tomato when my own brain finally caught up with my fingers. Turtles like a bit of protein on occasion. They go crazy for catfood, eg. So...
So Dymphna got brains-on-tomato for breakfast. And is devouring it with gusto. Good turtle.
I cast about hastily, because she's a sour creature if she doesn't get her brekkie on demand; and I was speedily slicing a tomato when my own brain finally caught up with my fingers. Turtles like a bit of protein on occasion. They go crazy for catfood, eg. So...
So Dymphna got brains-on-tomato for breakfast. And is devouring it with gusto. Good turtle.