Texts From Mittens by Angie Bailey for January 03, 2024

My Gracie made the same demand yesterday when I cooked a small piece of pork loin. #heretoserve

Any specific gravy? Sawmill, pepper beef, chicken, or all of the above.

#clevermittenswillprobablygethiswishnow

Mitty thinks with his stomach.

Bear asks Dad for some of his boiled egg every time he makes them.

Ooh, a gravy pond! I’m gonna need a huge bowl.

I think mittens might have to settle for a gravy puddle.

♬It’s raining gravy! Hallelujah!

It’s raining gravy! Amen!♬

Mine have left my dinner alone lately.

Amy Pond??

If you have gravy all the time Mittens , it’s no longer special

After Christmas dinner, I we had a single-use roaster pan with fat/oil that was too wet for the trash and too dangerous for the sink drain. I put it in the back yard for the menagerie to enjoy.

How about a gravy swimming pool? It could have a diving board, a slide, and a hose that sprays gravy. Plus it would give Stumpy an excuse to wear his speedo.

I would label a bowl of gravy “moat” and stick a tiny, little, ittsy-bitsy cat condo in the middle of it.

#ReframeTheProblem

Mittens, Angie will need to ponder that for a while.