Fried Clams and WHAT?
Last night I was wearing the little critters while talking to my owner. She has been down in Redwood City goo gooing over her new grand daughter.
I was bragging about the salmon I had cooked for supper. She had loaded up most of the clams I had dug recently, and hauled them down there with her. It seems that her Mother has a passion for clams.
She exclaimed that her Mother and her were having clams and porn-on-the-cob, for supper. I immediately said, "Clams and porn for supper"?? "Maybe I should have been down there too"!! She quickly spouted back," Clams and corn, you deaf old goat"!!
I told her how relieved I was, because I was having trouble understanding how one could get porn-on-the-cob.
She went on to say something to the effect that I was getting worse. I don't think it was necessarily about my hearing either.
Other than loosing my hearing, going blind, can't remember anything, etc., I'm doing just fine.
Bad things always happen when she leaves me to my own resources.
I wonder what trouble I'll get in to tomorrow??