Mom actually asked for some fiber today. We buy whole psyllium husks and mix them in juice. I've urged mom to take some every day, but she is resistant and has taken to insisting that we had "negotiated an agreement" that she would only need to take some once a week. I dismissed the imaginary agreement and have gotten her to 3x per week.
After I got mom all set up, I went into the lua to wash up. I heard strange sounds over the noise of the water. Interested, but not alarmed, I peered through the bathroom door. The sounds were emanating from mom. I realized she was moo-ing.
"All I'm eating is grass."
Hmm. Pretty articulate for a cow.
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