at least her coat will be nice and glossy

my people are not at their best in the morning, especially the handsome man. i don't think he really wakes up until about noon, poor thing. but he tries.

this morning, he took over toast duty from me (i don't remember why; it probably involved some sort of child-related mess). and he proceeded to make thing two cinnamon sugar toast with...shortening.

in his defense, the earthy-crunchy, braid-your-armpit-hair margarine and shortening we buy because of thing two's food allergies are packaged the same:  both in gold foil wrappers.  note to the earth balance company:  would it kill you to invest in some silver foil, too?