I don’t want to get too into it, but there is a part in the book, Bad Kitty, where they feed the cat “buffalo burritos”. My daughter and I were talking about this in the car the other day, and had the following conversation:
Daughter: We don’t eat buffalo?
Daughter: We don’t eat pigs?
Daughter: Or cows?
Daughter: Or chickens?
Me: Nope. We don’t eat fish, either.
Daughter: … or frogs?
Me: No, we don’t eat frogs. Do you know why?
Me: Because we’re…?
Me: You crack me up, little girl. We’re vegetarian.
I was telling Ms. Kaz this conversation at home, shortly after my daughter and I got back. I got to the punchline, and thought I’d see if I could get my daughter to say it again:
Me: What are we…?
I think we feed her too much pizza and pasta.
And for good measure, here’s an awesome shot of a pizza from Sally’s (which my daughter still tells me is her favorite pizza), courtesy of the blog, What About Plastic Animals, which I actually found using a google image search, and I hope they don’t mind me borrowing.