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| Yeah - sort of like this look, only droolier. (And yes, Roger, I'm posting you and your wiener on the internet) |
Another day, another styrofoam box, another really happy Deci. When I talked to Mom (and thanked her profusely), she told me that the cheesecake was dessert, and the main course should be arriving today. And it did... a lovely, lovely 3 pound piece of marbled beef. Moose, who initially assumed it was a BarkBox, locked eyes onto the roast like the apex predator he thinks he is, and started producing enough drool to drown a small rodent. I tried telling him that a) it was still frozen; and b) it was about a quarter of his total body weight, but he kept on insisting that he could take it. I'm afraid my boy has delusions of grandeur. Or at least his stomach does. At any rate, I'll try to get pictures Saturday and let you all know how it is - well, it's beef. It will be delicious. But I'll try to get more descriptive.
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