Sprinkles on a Butterfinger?
Submitted by Veronica R on 4/1/2010 7:52 AM
As I sat crocheting a sweater for my daschund, Sprinkles, I got a craving for something sweet. I grabbed a Butterfinger and put it on the table to enjoy later. I went back to finishing the sweater. An hour later, I was done and could reward myself, but where was it? Did it grow chocolatey eyes and go watch TV? No, no one was in the den. Did it sprout arms and go take a swim? No one was in the pool. Later, I heard a gnawing coming from the closet. There was Sprinkles! She looked at me as she broke the candy bar in half to share! Little did I know that we both had a love for Butterfinger!