You Mean I Don’t Get Any?


This is what Stella does every time I eat anything. She does not move the whole time because she knows she gets to lick the plate when I am done.
She will eat anything I give her, salad with tomato, cucumber, onion, you name it. Raw sweet potato, raw carrots, cheesies, porridge, I have not found one thing she will not eat.
It is very hard to keep a straight face when she’s staring me down with those sad eyes.

There is life and light after the narcissist, I promise! Hugs Carrie

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