Ice Cream in the Pocket

One day last week, Bruce decided to bring home

some ice cream instead of the little

cup from the restaurant.

When he comes home, she goes straight

for the shirt pocket.

She was surprised to find an ice

cream bar.

I sent them outside, and she climbed in a

chair to get away from Pokey.

He got under her chair to lick up the

drips.

This was vanilla ice cream, rolled and

covered with Oreo cookie crumbs.

She had the best time.

She had to rub some in her hair.

She doesn't quite get why Pokey tries

to lick her hair.

Savoring.......
if it was me, it'd be gone by now!

" Mesch-C Annie", as she says.