Yams

Hi Everyone,

I have a new favorite treat. Velvet likes
them, too. Mom says that I can even say
the name for myself. "Yaaaammm!!!!"
Mom roasted up these orange treats in
the oven. I smelled them and my mouth
was so drooling! Mom says they're yams!
Dad hates yams. Mom likes them roasted
like a baked potato. A comfort food from
her childhood days when her Pop (granddad)
used to make them.

Mom was sure I'd hate yams. But I cried
and cried so she plopped some on the
plate after cooling. No butter, nothing. Yum!
Velvet came in and was jealous. Mom
tried it out on her, too. Yep, we like yams!
Nimbus doesn't like them. Phoebe doesn't
either. Velvet will fight me for them. I can say
"Yam! Yam! Yam! Yaaaaaammmmmm!!!"
Velvet can't say it. She has a tiny little mouth.

I like them plain, but guess what? Mom
added some cream fraiche and it was
like heaven on a plate. Double Yum!!!
Now Velvet really wants to scrapple over
them. Sheesh! Mom makes plenty. One
big yam is way more than she can eat.
She lets us have as much as we want.
I sure wish Velvet would just lighten up!

Mom wants me to tell you all that she's
bringing my picture to our annual meeting!
She says she'll see you all there!

see ya'll next time, friends,
Dakota, Pixie-Bob