This Monday, the mischief belongs to a glass of milk.
When Mommy is busy, she always drinks milk. she says that it’ll keep his body and mind stronger.
I am a reptilian and everyone knows that we reptilians are not like mammals, we never drink milk since the day we were born.
Mommy is currently very busy with her teaching planners…so as expected she is ignoring us most of the time.
Last night, when I was fast asleep, I smelt something nice.
The smell woke me up.
Before I could get closer, mommy moved that glass of milk and I went back to sleep.
That milk had ruined my sleep and yet I still haven’t tasted it.
Can you describe the taste of milk to me?