Hunger Strike

We just might have to think of a different way to bring the fleshies over to the idea of turducken. I haven't given up on the fabulous idea of a hunger strike, but Zephyr is just not cooperating. He likes the idea of turducken (who doesn't?) but then that boy likes his chow and he'll eat anything, including twist-ties, feathers, string, screws, elastic bands and lint. I'm not kidding here people...he's a garbage can with fur... So as soon as The Can Opener put down that tasty moist treat Zephyr was right in there. And if he was eating I certainly wasn't going to deprive myself! United we stand or together we snack! Zeph thinks maybe we should try snuggling and being NICE to the Peeps to get what we want. Ha! That would undermine everything I've worked so hard for here! For the love of mouse, Zephyr, when will you learn?