Breakfast With The Bunny
Saturday, August 29th, 2009
My days always start with a healthy breakfast. Egg whites, turkey sausage, maybe wheat toast if I’m doing grains/carbs, and always a cup of berries. My cat, The Bunny, has recently developed a rather intrusive habit of laying on the table while I am eating breakfast. In fact, while I am scrambling my eggs she is positioning herself directly on top of my notebook of lists for the day….food lists, chores, goals. Without it I am lost. I swear I’d forget to shower if it wasn’t on my list, but that’s a story for another day.
Today I woke up (a good start already), sliced my strawberries, washed some blueberries and put them in their little white bowl on the table. As I whisked my eggs some commotion was taking place on the table….The Bunny attempting to bury the berries. I can’t figure out why exactly, as if it’s not bad enough that she has to lay her hairy body on the table, she must also sniff my food and coffee and try to cover them up like piles of shit.
By the time I sit down with my eggs and sausage, she is happily asleep on my notebook. I reach for the berries and….huh? There are only a few pieces in the bowl. Momentarily perplexed, I’m rather certain The Bunny did not eat them. I find them, however, strewn about the table. Under her tail. Covered with hair. Best part? I picked the hairs off and ate the berries anyway!
