Like Mother, Like Dog

I was complaining to my husband about Che's insistence on picking out the kibbles he does not like from his dog food bowl and leaving them on the kitchen floor. "That dog is PICKY. It is RIDICULOUS."

At which point my husband looked very pointedly at my own dinner plate.

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(Note the cubes of tofu lining the far rim of my plate. Needless to say, I really couldn't say anything else at this point. Well played, Sir. Well played, indeed.)