Some time ago in Venezuela, the dogs could eat rice, with that it happened to me, something funny.
My mother used to have the little shells of vegetables with which to eat and at night, to feed the pets we had at home. I made rice with all those wastes. My mother is an excellent cook.
One day, I arrived home very tired from school, and I went to bed without dinner, because I was very tired.
At midnight, I had to get up to eat, my stomach made a lot of noise. I served and ate very rich everything.
The next morning my mother claims me:
_Why did not you eat my dinner that left you covered in the fridge?
I replied:
_ Mother if I ate,
But I ask:
From container class? From blue or yellow?
Answer:
_ Of yellow.
She started to laugh out loud and said:
_ you ate the food of "Kaky" pet dog.
I replied:
_ Good either way. It was also tasty!
