Yummy King

I do not know where we were. But every few steps we moved about in Taipei, my family just stopped for food and more food. All of them ate a lot of delicious food the whole day while I had my milk and porridge. Yes, home(hotel)-cooked porridge!

Mummy borrowed a hot-plate cooker from kind Auntie Jemy. She woke up very early in the morning each day to prepare porridge for me while the rest of us were still sleeping like lazy pigs. How nice of her. Thank you, Mummy. I love you very much.



Sometimes, when my family enjoyed their food, they forgot about me. But Mummy always had some goodies in her bag for me that would always take away the tears from my eyes.