Not for the Faint of Heart

Do you think an unparalleled love for ketchup may have a genetic link? Jonny used to dine on ketchup sandwiches. Yep, a bun and a whole lotta ketchup. I believe Brookie also used to lick up the sauce and Rosie has been know to take a gulp or two.

But Macy seems to have taken it to a new level of disgustingness. She loves the "num, num" as she affectionately calls it. She goes to the fridge, gets out the ketchup, goes to the drawer and gets out a dinner plate. She then gets up on the chair at the table, pours herself a little dab and then dips whatever food she can find.

Here she is with a nice fruit snack aand ketchup snack:



I am grateful for the quirks in all of us. It is the spice of life, no matter how distasteful.