I'm a little frustrated right now...
...because the FDA has promised to ensure that seafood coming to us from the Gulf Coast won't be "contaminated."
Darn. The shrimp platter my human gives me as a treat every Sunday has been a tad on the dry side lately. While it's certainly not proper etiquette to complain about what one receives on one's plate, I have to admit I was kind of hoping for a drop or two more oil with my Sunday feast.
Oh well. C'est la vie, as my French friends say. I'm off to practice Law #3. I've got my spot in the sun already picked out. Ciao.
