Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Gourmet

Imagine Cow's pleasure while perusing the grocery aisles, to find an entire basket of fancy French cheeses, marked down 90%. With cute round wooden boxes, and pictures of castles on them. And warnings of the fat content thoughtfully provided in French, the better to ignore.

Gourmet cheeses. Soft, buttery cheeses with a crust on them. Oh my.

Topiary bought three. Home, anticipation..opening...whiff....uh oh. A teensy taste later, decision.

Kept the fancy round wooden boxes. Last night being particularly cold (freezing) Cow arranged a tasteful raccoon and possum buffet of dog chow, popcorn, and French cheese.

Upon arising this morning, all was gone. Except the cheese. Even the raccoons wouldn't eat it.

Alas. Moo!

6 Comments:

Blogger Gorilla Bananas said...

Ah Ms Cow, the raccoons have been spoiled with your gourmet banquets. Perhaps a pet goat would dispose of your decaying food more efficiently.

3:37 PM  
Blogger watercolordaisy said...

hmm. Too bad.

5:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Will this make you feel better, from an article in the NYT today on ancient mummies on the borderland of China? (Please read until you get to the part about the matriarchal society that worshipped cows... -- feel better now?)

Mr. Abuduresula, the Uighur archaeologist, made a trip in late September to the desert site at Xiaohe, where 350 graves have been discovered. The bottom layer of graves dates back nearly 4,000 years. More recent graves point to a matriarchal herding society that worshiped cows, Mr. Abuduresula said.

Somewhere in those sands, he said, archaeologists have discovered a woman as striking as the Loulan Beauty. She is called the Xiaohe Princess, and even her eyelashes are intact.

6:39 PM  
Blogger HEATHER said...

Boy, who knew raccoons had standards?!

7:45 PM  
Blogger Susan said...

They probably think you were trying to poison them...

6:01 AM  
Blogger The Topiary Cow said...

Gorilla: Spoiled? Possibly, possibly. Cow making note to befriend neighborhood goats.

Oh. Wait a minute. No goats around. Must make do with raccoons.

Watercolor: Yes. Now must deal with the cheese again to pick it up. Ugh.

Daisy: Oh my!

(Cow quickly getting ticket for China). Finally, a place for me! In the future, everyone must call me Princess Topiary Cow.

Heather: Yep. Wonder if French raccoons are so durn picky?

Susan: With temps tonight dipping to the 20's, Cow will make a concerted effort to find better leftovers for raccoons. Supplemented, of course, with Wal-Mart's finest high protein dog chow.

Regal Moo from Princess Cow!

7:50 AM  

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