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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 7:57 am
Note: Ah...gotcha
*Tiring of his ball, Kero looks at Tam, his stomach growling*
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 10:40 am
tam picks him up and heads to the kitchen, wondering what's in the fridge... he finds an odd assortment of left overs with a familiar theme and decides to pour the cub a dish of cream, while he ponders their next course... hmmm... hong sue chicken... chicken amondine.... sweet and sour chicken... one fried chicken leg... chicken and rice... and what's this... flame broiled trout... he puts the trout on the counter, fully intending to throw it out... knowing his ma, she didn't make it and not too many others have been cooking of late.... heaven only knows how old that is.... ahhh... here's something interesting... and it doesn't involve feathers... left over from the chinese carry out... pepper steak......
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 10:45 am
*Kero isn't even listening, focusing instead on lapping up the cream*
Note: I'll be jumping on and off...I'm making Spice cake...with cream cheese frosting...new recipe...from America's test kitchen...this one involved Cardamom...but I'm here for at least thirty...the ingredients have to come to room temp.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 10:58 am
tam leaves the other containers out on the counter so kero can see iffin he wants anything else and warms up his steak......
i'm on for about an hour... then off to run some errands... not sure when i'll get back on after that but i will from time to time...
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:02 am
*Kero doesn't even look at them, curling up once he's finished his cream*
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:04 am
tam smiles and puts everything away, then sits down to eat....
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:09 am
*Kero sleeps until late evening...when he wakes up and stretches...then goes to pounce on Lyssan's tail as she sits and watches TV...*
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:17 am
tam is in the kitchen cooking... he's found a local market and has bought the ingredients for curried rice... when kero comes in he finds a dish of finely chopped tuna, topped with shaved cheese wanting for him....
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:24 am
*He sniffs at it...tries it..then turns up his nose...Tam gets an image of that morning's cream*
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:41 am
tam points to the bowl... eat that first and i'll get ye some cream... he has flour in his hair and all over his shirt... and a pie crust rolled out before him...
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:45 am
*Kero puts his paws on the ground...and flat out refuses...chattering at him in desert miner...too fast for Tam to understand...all he cathces is the last word*
Cunnok
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:59 am
tam sighs and picks up the bowl... tuna is good fer ye and i shudda guessed yed say something i can't understand... well... no cream right now... ye can wait until dinner... he goes back to his pie......
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 12:03 pm
*Kero chatters at him again, sounding agitated*
Lacossa vu cunnok, lacosse? Lacosso rey releghus, merceq!
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 1:00 pm
tam rolls his eyes, drops down to his knees and picks up the cub so he can look him in the eye...
ok... i understood maybe one word in ten there and iffin yer implying i'm some sort of dragon or that dragons are the only creatures who eat that... yer wrong... i love tuna... i'll even eat it raw... lyssan loves tuna... and both corby and crystal would die for a bowl of tuna... i bought that just for you... got the best piece i could find... and it wasn't cheap... but iffin ye don't like it, i'm sorry... i won't do it again.... still you could have at least sampled it before ye started going off at the mouth about it
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 1:55 pm
*Kero grabs Tam's head in his paws, speaking in images*
Translation: I'm only a year old, numbskull...you really think I can eat raw fish yet...all I can consume is milk and cream...
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