I was having some Punkin Pie ala mode for Thanksgiving day. Of course Cleo
was glued to my lap at the time, but did not seem terribly interested in my
treat. When I was done I put the bowl down on the coach to wait for my lap
fungus to depart. After a while my fungus lifted it's head, sniffed a couple
of times and finally turned it's head to find the source of the smell.
Having spied the bowl, my fungus got up to go check out what she had missed.
I took the opportunity for a bathroom break. When I got back Cleo had
slurped up the remnants of my pie and Maple Walnut ice cream. It was so
spotless, I didn't even have to wash the dish.