I’m old enough to remember the song by Warrant called “Cherry Pie.” Song came out in 1991 but now has new meaning to me. I made some sweet cherry pies yesterday. The small pies with yummy icing were amazing even if I do say so myself.
Walking down the hall last evening, I noticed white, paper items on the floor. Upon closer inspection, I found those white items to be pieces of a paper plate. I could only assume Merida chewed one up.
While making my way into the kitchen, I was trying to figure out where she got that plate. That’s when I noticed the pies — and the plate they were in — had disappeared! The turd ate SEVEN cherry pies! I know the exact number because I’d taken a photo right beforehand to send to Mr. Pesky who loves cherry pie.
I’d planned to share the delicious (albeit sort of ugly) pies with the Peskies, but now there’s not even a plate left.
Merida – 7
Pies – 0