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Our cousins over at The Herd Annex were subjected to the ultimate torture – a cooking smell – so they instituted a bacon begging protocol.
What you doing, Hu-Aunt?
Yes, our Hu-Aunt (Hu-Dad’s sister, in case you need a scorecard) was visiting and preparing dinner over at our cousins’ house. One of the items on the menu was bacon and she was not planning on sharing. Shocking, we know.
Tartok doing his best collapse from hunger routine.
Don’t worry. this story does have a happy ending. Even though our cousins early attempts were not successful, they took things to Level 3 and bacon was provided. Oh, you want to see Level 3?
Try to resist this.
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