Mooooooooo.

Mmmmmmm.

As the days grow colder and shorter, Nala and I feel the need to scarf great quanities of grass. And we don't even hurl! What's up with that? Our mom like to think that somewhere in the back of our primordial animal brains we know winter is coming and we've got to get while the getting is good. Little does she know that we just crave a salad from time to time.