Persnickety
The Call: Stella Gazes— Cheryl
Stella is persnickety. There’s just no getting around it. She tells me that I can pick out her clothing for the day, but then puts the kibosh on everything I choose. She likes to drink chocolate coconut milk, but only if it’s in the correct glass (a small wine glass). She eats peanut-butter-and-chocolate-chip sandwiches, but only when the crusts are cut from the gluten-free bread. I could claim that I don’t know how she acquired this trait, but my husband would surely leave a comment letting everyone know which parent passed on the persnickety gene.
The Response: Pixie is Persnickety — Jessica
Pixie loves people food. When it comes to dog food, however, she is very persnickety and will often sit next to her full bowl waiting. Waiting for someone to come by and offer her more people food, I guess. Silly dog!
Stella picked up the persnickety gene from Cheryl.
I’ll eat the dog food, especially if no one else wants it.
Thank you for being so predictable, Dear. 😉