My relationship with Carrots has gone steadily downhill. Until a few months ago, we were fairly amiable acquaintances. I never wanted to spend any one on one time with him, but if Carrots showed up with some friends we got along fine. This was especially true when those friends made up a group that together is called cake. Unfortunately, Carrots has been showing up more and more frequently. To the point that Carrots and I see each other twice a day most days. One day Carrots flavored my milk. Most of the time he stars, in shredded form, in some sort of salad. It is impossible to avoid Carrots when shredded. It's like he wants to be the life of the party. I don't think he deserves all that attention. But what can I do? He is so overpowering. Every time Carrots shows up now, I groan a little inside.
But, hey, if my biggest complaint is an orange vegetable, I'd say life is going pretty splendidly.
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