I confess. I made a pot roast yesterday. I'm a selfish, unthinking clod. Thoughtless. Cruel. What was I thinking?I stumbled into the kitchen this morning, weary from a night of revelry, partying with the carnivores, to find Fred and Bessie like this. It broke my heart. It reminded me of Jill and Eustace in the giants' castle, in the kitchen, discovering the cookbook. And the recipe for Man. From The Silver Chair (Narnia)
I'm so sorry Bessie and Fred. Is there anything I can do? Anything? To make it up to you? Poor, poor bovines.
Until I write again ...
Flea
7 comments:
Tell them they should be glad you didn't treat them like the potatoes. You did have mashed potatoes didn't you?
SCALLOPED potatoes. You're right. :)
lol!! Just be careful or they may be looking for that MAN recipe!!
That'll make Fred think twice about jumping.
It'll be okay. If you'd made a ceramic pot roast, it might be a different matter, though.
I covered my cow collection's eyes while I read this post.
I'd never considered making a ceramic pot roast. But I think the cows are like the velveteen rabbit - they empathize with the real cows and want to be real cows.
Dlyn - I think my next purchase might be ceramic pigs. Add a little to the kids' creative juices. I have another photo for later today, as the posers just keep surprising me! But hide your cows!
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