Culinary adventures with pup

[hazliya]

Elsa likes bananas. So I froze one and gave her a chunk.

Me: Elsa, want a banana?
Elsa: :D
M: Here, [take it.]
E: D:
M: What?
E: It's frozen.
M: Yep.
E: No me gusta.
M: You like frozen peas!
E: This is not peas.
M: You like bananas.
E: Not frozen, apparently. Send it back.
M: You can just wait for it to thaw.
E: Good idea. Let me go hide it somewhere where I'll forget about it and it'll rot.
M: Please don't.
E: How about under the futon? Everything's better with dustbunnies.
M: No.
E: elenuial's shoe?
M: No.
E: Litterbox?
M: No.
E: I'm going to go around to every possible place except out in the open.
M: And I'm going to veto every time.
(She does, and I do. A minute and a half later:)
E: The filter compartment in my water fountain?
M: FOR CRYING OUT LOUD NO.
E: ...Oh, hey, it thawed.
M: Good. I'm so happy for you.

And thus, Elsa devoured her deliciously room-temperature banana after it melted from her carrying it around in her mouth for a good two minutes.