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The Indefinite Article.

Friday, February 11, 2005

How Do I Know What's Food?

I was looking at a strip of caulk that Amber had removed from the bathroom tile and started thinking, "hmmm, I bet Chloe would try to eat that." Dogs try and eat a lot of things. They are a lot like babies in that way. However, somewhere a long the way I learned that a lot of stuff was not for eating. Hamburger=Yum; Plywood!=Yum. But it isn't quite as simple as that. There seems to me to be a lot of material within the world that I would not conceive of eating and then another class of material that could perhaps be food but that I instantaneously think, "not food" based on life experience.


  • This reminds me of sometthing that was either told to me, i read, or overheard at a party:

    If you are ever lost, and in a place where everything is foreign to you, if the birds don't eat it, don't.

    By Blogger Killy, at 3:43 PM  

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