Hi all, the Margedog herself is here for a change. I stole the blog password from my hooman to bring light to the abuse I endured the other day while trying to enjoy a slice of aguamelon. (Some of you hoomans call it watermelon, but my family always tells me to "go drink some agua" so I figured it must be the same for this big juicy red fruit since it has so much agua in it. My hooman says it's the only word that stuck with her after years of Spanish in her elementary school days. Not that I know what Spanish or elementary school is.)
But aaanyway, see this?! Isn't it a disgrace!! Aguamelon on the nose? Milkbones, okay, even a slice of cheese, okay. But AGUAMELON! I only get it a couple of times a year, and I have to sit there with my freakin' head perfectly still balancing a tiny piece on my noise just to be allowed to get a taste!
Thank goD she let me have a couple more bites after that! I can't believe the two leggers didn't want it. Something about it being too old and too soft. They're crazy! I didn't find a darn thing wrong with it!
Okay, okay, on second thought I guess the balancing on the nose act wasn't so bad. I got to enjoy alot of tasty aguamelon because of it. I looove aguamelon. It's the only thing I like from the summer. Thunder, people, heat! Go away!!!! But aguamelon.. can't you stay the whole year round? Pleeeease? My hooman says its never as fresh in the cold months, but I don't believe her because she didn't like this aguamelon either! Ohh.. I can see it now.. aguamelon and snow.. now THAT would be a good life!!
My hooman promises she'll be back on the weekend with updates about everything else. It's rainy here and she doesn't have much news today, so I wanted to come tell y'all about one of my favorites food in the whole wide world. :)