With just a little history lesson, we know that the Germans had a great affinity for things French. And that's my girl, my German with the beard and the innocent face.
Who has taken a liking to a little snail-crunch for breakfast. She nips them off the retainer wall, off the fountain edge, off the brick walkway.
And the sound of the grit in her giant schnauzer-size chompers gives H-Mom the shudders.
It's bad enough to inadvertantly step on them, after a rain, but to actually hear their death-by-canines is blood curdling.
H-Mom is so grossed out. And a bit concerned, seeing as they are uncooked and au natural. Salmonella? Worms? Pesticides? They just can't be good.
So now H-Mom and Madison are both watching for the snails, with different agendas: Madison is quite a sneak at the smorgasbord.
6 comments:
Mitch is drooling, Madison! He would love to join you for a snailfest!
Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch
Escargo, who would have thought Madison was so continental.
Essex & Deacon
Hi Madison! We love to eat the snails that climb on the walls after it rains. They're quite tasty!
See ya!
Joey and Zeke
hilarious! haha and no worries I cause the exact same shudders to my owner everytime i munch on these absolute delicious snacks! what can we say, we've got exquisite taste!
That's very interesting, Madison! There are plenty of "thems" around here and i must say t has never occurred to me to try one. Should I? Shouldn't I? Decisions, decisions...
Woofs,
Tommy
eew!! We much prefer la poop de goose.
Wuv,
Gus and Waldo
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