Donnie and I have a problem in our house currently. It goes by the name of corn.
Awhile back I bought some frozen corn on the cob, and I decided to make some of it last night. Well....it turned out really gross. So gross that there was NO WAY I was going to eat it.
Not wanting it to go to wast I gave the corn on the cob to Frankie to enjoy. Frankie does not have the greatest of teeth, so he was having a hard time with it.
So I went on making dinner, and Donnie and I forgot about Frankie and his corn. But then about 15 minutes later I remember the corn and thought I should throw it away.
Here is where the story turns south. Donnie and I can not find the corn on the cob! We have looked all over our little house with no luck. And there is NO WAY Frankie could have ate the cob and everything. I think we will just follow the trail of ants that will come in a few days. Wish us luck!!!!