Daisy here. Way to go on the Whopper! Those are good! That reminds me of a story...

My Mom's lil' sister Rachael was nine when they first 'dopted me. One day, she was eatin' Peeps. Ya know what Peeps are? They're lil' yellow marshmellow chicks that people eat at Eeester. Well ennewayz, Rachael was runnin' down the hall and bein' the clutz that she wuz, she falled down right irn the middle of the hall with the Peep still in her mouth. She opened her mouth reaaal wide to cry, and I saw that lil' yellow Peep in there lookin' at me. Well ya can't just let a Peep go to waste! So I walked up to her cryin' onna floor, daintilly picked the Peep outta her mouth, and walked away to eat it. Well she stopped cryin' real fast and just started laughin'! So did Mom and Grandma, they all saw it. Mom is laughin' as I tell it right now. She says maybe it's one of those stories where ya gotta be there to think it's funny. I didn't think it was funny, just good that I got a Peep!

As for burgers, I've stolen tons, and once there was a good deal at McDonalds and Grandma could buy tons o' burgers for real cheap, and I got my own!

Another food stealin' insiddint: the other day I saw that someone had left my huge box of marrow bones open inna laundry room where my stuff is kept. Well I didn't want them to go stayle or ennythin', so I ate 'em. Mom says she bets there was maybe 50 bones left in there. I ate 'em all 'fore Grandma came in and caught me. I didn't even get sick!

Those are all my food stories for now! Hehe. Oh and Mom sez to tell ya that she took a whole roll of pictures of me and got good ones. She's gonna beg Grandpa to fix the skanner and then you will all be bombarded with my 'dorable face everywhere!

Love Ya All,
Daisy Mae