Then I overheard this conversation: "Lucy, you are chubby. You are going to have a heart attack. Maybe that is what I can do. I can keep feeding her until she has a heart attack. It would take a lot more food to make Sasha die....I guess we can just starve her." Ah, the ulterior motive begins.
And so begins the feeding frenzy. Latino started feeding Lucy at dinner with a piece of chicken. I am aware of her love for chicken since the time she stole a piece off of my plate and ran and hid. Lucy immediately started acting dog like and she stares him down every time he eats. He obliges and gives her a piece of whatever food he is eating, and no matter what it is he says, "Want some chicken, Lucy?" I laughingly watch her eyes follow every move of his hand. A recent incident involved a Mexican soup I had made called posole. It has pork, hominy, and enchilada sauce in it. Latino took a chunk of pork, put it in his mouth to remove the enchilada sauce from it (like a mother bird!), and gave it to Lucy. She ate it, but when she was done she repeatedly licked her lips for several minutes. (See video below). My favorite part of the video is when Latino asked her, "It's spicy but niiiice, huh Lucy?" At least they both like my cooking.
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