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Misha here. How’s your week going, peoples and animals? Mine is very sleepy. Not much more has been going for me lately. I’ve got some yummy food, lots of tomato sauce. I luuuuuvvvvvvvv tomato sauce. Mum says I’m Italian, not Russian, because she thinks Italian peoples like t eat a lot of tomatoes, spaghetti and stuff. I don’t know how it really is, but if she’s right, I’d love to live in Italy. Tomato sauce is my favourite sauce, but I generally like everything saucy and thick. When I get meat in any kind of sauce and am not very hungry, I’ll usually eat the sauce and leave the meat hehehe. Dad is like me, and Olek too, but the girls say it’s weird and my culinary taste is disgusting. But I know it isn’t and that’s enough for me. Do you like thick sauces like me?
anyone else hates bread as much as me? I hate hate hate hate bread. I can’t understand why people eat so much of it. When I talked to Zofijka and Mila one day, they asked me what food I don’t like the most. And I said that I hate sandwiches with bread. And they were laughing because you only can have sandwiches with bread, even if it is a bread roll or something it’s still a bread after all. But I really really hate bread.
And yes I can talk to Mila and Zofijka. Well it’s just for fun, but I can. We play that I can connect to someone’s brain and if that person is connected to me too, I can talk through her, so either Mila or Zofijka. Usually it is Mila, because Zofijka never knows what I could talk about and doesn’t have many ideas hahahaha. We three talk a lot together particularly at the evenings and enjoy it.
But this week Mum has made up a new nickname for me. Remember I have tons of nicknames? They are good and bad and this time is rather bad but funny. Mum called me Sandwich Thief. Because I really had stolen the sandwich.
Olek made some for himself for work and then he left them in the kitchen and then a lot of stuff was happening and finally he forgot to take them. But I remembered about them. They smelled sooooo yummy. There was a lot of baked ham and yummy cheese, how could anyone forget such a yummy thing? So I just awaited the opportunity.
And it came. Everyone went out, only Mila was at home but she was sleeping. I sneaked into the kitchen, jumped on the countertop, grabbed the whole wrapping paper with sandwiches and very slowly and clumsily walked down and then dragged it out of the kitchen. I dragged it through the floor on the whole way to Mum’s room. It was hard and very very difficult, but it wasn’t my first time, I managed finally. I took it to Mum’s dressing room, where there is very quiet and cosily, a perfect atmosphere for a morning meal.
Now there was another effort ahead of me. I had to unwrap all that. I wasn’t new to it either. But I managed to unwrap only one sandwich. It was always something. I bit into it with delight. Well no, not into the bread. I left it of course. Yuck! I just ate ham and cheese. Mmmmmm yummmy! Looks like food tastes better when it’s stolen. But there was something else and I didn’t eat it. It was yuck ad smelled icky and I didn’t even lick it. Grrrrr! How can people eat such smelly things?
Of course they found out what I did and were mad, but I didn’t care. After all I still left all the other sandwiches for them, so what’s up? And I heard that smelly thing was onion, and when they realised that their being pissed off doesn’t impress me, they started to laugh that Misha is so very picky and doesn’t like onion. What normal being could like onion?! It sure isn’t normal to like onion!!! Now I know why Olek’s room is so smelly hahahahahaha only that the smell in his room is nicer for me. My Mum says it’s his socks that are smelly. You know I like peoples when they smell bad? I do. I like to smell people and sniff my nose in their clothes when they’re sweaty. Mum says I am a good tester when you want to check out who is caring enough about their hygiene hehehe. But I don’t like the smell of onion, that’s for sure. Mum says I’m very picky. But I like chips, and flowers. I love biting flowers. So much that when I was a very little Misha I wanted to bit all the flowers so desperately that I knocked out a few pots. And once my Mum got a decorative grass from our neighbours and I loved it so much that I munched on it all the time. And finally my stomach got upset and it was upset at me for three days so that I could barely eat anything and only lied and slept and had fever. Mum said then that it is a punishment for me because I’m too sneaky. But I’m still sneaky hehehe nothing has changed.
Mishhugs for everyone!
Misha
My Inner MishMash 