Sherbie?

[Peachfaced]

Several days ago, I was giving Rupert a little bit of grape. Sherbie kept screaming at me, so I turned around and went to her. "What is it, girlie?" Sherbie screams again. I offer her the grape and she bites at it (typical for her, though she usually shakes her head and goes about her business afterwards) and then... she eats some. Then she starts chewing on the half grape. "You... like it? You do realize this is fruit, right?" Sherbie hates sweet things! Sherbie hates fruits! She ended up eating about 6 bites of that grape.

Today, Sherbie even tried a bit of blackberry.

 

[DQTimnehs]

Jealousy/envy can work wonders!

 

[sunnysmom]

Wow. Good for Sherbie! Can you get her to tell Elvis that fruit won't poison him?

 

[Peachfaced]

Wow. Good for Sherbie! Can you get her to tell Elvis that fruit won't poison him?

Perhaps, if Elvis can understand beeps, peeps, and ba-teeps!

 

[cassiesdad]

They certainly can surprise us, can't they?

Whatever the reason, good for Sherbie!

 

[Peachfaced]

They certainly can surprise us, can't they?

Whatever the reason, good for Sherbie!

Only took her 3 years to realize I wasn't trying to poison her

 

[Peachfaced]

She really cracks me up. She was just screaming at me, and I ask her what her problem is. She pauses for a moment, as if considering my question, and then blows a raspberry. Very profound, Sherbie.

 

[Laurul Feather Cat]

Well, it worked didn't it? Sherbie got what Sherbie wanted!

 

[Peachfaced]

Well, it worked didn't it? Sherbie got what Sherbie wanted!

Sure did! You know, part of me thinks it was a craving, like with preggo ladies. She is eggnant afterall... I found an egg under some shredded papers yesterday night. I'm not entirely sure when she laid it but I have a feeling it has been there a day or so.

 

[Math Bird]

Oh, boy!