Ham

Paula and Daniel had dinner with ham tonight. Paula did not eat all of this. I wanted to have some, but she just kept it. This is strange, whenever I keep a piece of food and defends it from others, Paula tells me to eat it or let it go. 

Ham is good, but Paula wastes it, when she just keeps it. I would make better use of it, because I would eat it. Life is good, but would be better with ham in my tummy.