Last night, I bought a bag of grapes for our New Years treat. I washed one of the bunches, and put them in a strainer, meaning for a handful of them for my toddler's dessert. Halfway through dinner, I went to the kitchen for something, returning to find that Slick Eddie had pulled a fast one. He had gotten out of his chair, was sitting on the table, and had eaten the whole damn bunch.
So, today, we are living through a bad case of Grape Revenge, i.e. the poops. Nothing to do but wait them out, I guess. Poor little guy.
Well, everyone has to learn about moderation at some point in their lives, I guess.
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