Love Affair

I admit it. I’ve cheated on my parents. I have a new love affair, and I can't get enough.

I've been introduced to a new delicacy called Pork Ears, and I do not know how I've lived without them. They are like crack for dogs. And, I will not share with Miss Lu. No never.

Problem is that I'm down to my last Pork Ear, and I've been forced to plan a break because I did not see Pork Ears listed on Mom's grocery list she gave to Dad this morning.

Once out, I’ll seek the nearest stranger offering comfort. Comfort in food that is. And by food, I mean pork ears. I don’t care if they’re ugly, fat or even smelly, I’ll stop and let them pet me. Surely, and inevitably, a nibble of what’s in their hands is next.

Some may call that doggie prostitution, but hey, you do what you gotta do to survive.

But is this really wrong and a betrayal of my parents?

I don’t know, is it really cheating if I only let them pet me on the head? It’s not like I roll over to expose my belly for them to rub. I guess it all depends on your own moral compass. Speaking of which, mine points to the nearest food source.

More pork ears, please.