Over the years, the human female and I have waged a sort of war every April 1. I prank her, she pranks me. I haven’t kept score, but I’m sure I’m ahead in the mischief stakes. I am the very God of Mischief after all! I’m magnificent all the time, but this is really my day to shine.
This year, I plan to be the bigger person. (Well, behaviorally, anyway. I won’t mention what size her pants are…) To demonstrate that all my mischief is in good fun and that I bear her no real ill will, I am going to make dinner for her tonight. I’ve picked out some likely recipes. Which one do you think I should make?
Let me know in the comments!