My love for milk began when I was a baby and never stopped. Mom likes to remind me that she had a very hard time giving me my first bottle. Sort of find that hard to believe since I just looooove the taste of milk and drink it whenever I can. When I was younger and it was time for my milk I wasn't very patient. If mom was in the house, I used to go to the door and hit it with my head to let her know I was waiting. Now that I'm too big to get to the door, I patiently wait outside till someone comes along. If I'm lucky, someone passing by will see me and let Sheila (mom) know I'm waiting or just up warm up my milk bottle and feed me. Yes, I do like my milk warm... It just tastes better!
giving me my bottle and I love it too! Don't tell mom but she tends to give me
two full bottles of milk and mom doesn't. Check out me, Jackie and my MILK!
Pretty cool... What's your yummy secret? Let me know.