My hoomans came back from their usual wheekend grocery shopping smelling some what stinky. As if they stepped on some poop (not mine!) and forgot to wash their feet. Yet the smell wasn't all that repulsive. But before I can sniff around their groceries, they brought me out and I happily forgot about it.
When I got home, the smell permeated everywhere. I was dying to find out but was whisked away for the much hated shower. When I was finally dry, Daddy revealed the source of the stinky smell, something called due-rians.
The hoomans took the whole smelly box and went off to watch teevee, leaving me sniffing in the air after them. I thought the forgot all about me but half an hour later, Mumsy came back with half a due-rian seed for me to try. Apparently it was becos Daddy was too full and couldn't finish the last seed. How apt right? I took a tentative sniff at it, then a lick. To my surprise, it tasted wonderful. Soft, sweet and creamy! I quickly gobbled the whole thing up and kept licking Mumsy's fingers for more, but she said that's all I am having.
Here are some photos of me eating the wonderful fruit. Mumsy told me it is called the king of fruits!