dried fish

heh. my fat darling has this bad habit recently. after each meal everyday, it'll walk me or my mum to the kitchen and sit beside the cabinet as in the picture shown. waiting for her beloved dried fish. and yes, everyday, after each meal. *price of dried fish these days isnt cheap, mind you*

well, my mum has this rules for her: sit down and handshake. both left and right.

after my return, i have one more for her: to sort out which container contains her beloved dried fish among three containers. 

ta da!

where's my dried fishes' container?

hey hey, which is the one?? tell me quick!

ROFL