The Goat Farm 3
Only when all the fish was gone, most of the potatoes, and on the third ear of corn, did he show any sign of reaching saturation. jeff looked at his plate and then to the white goat doe.
Stuffing Skippy with Seed
With a mischievous nip, jerry scooped up shane and turned about, quickly carrying the smaller kangaroo into the well-lit storeroom, and setting him down on the sacks of potatoes.
A Pet is for Life
Grilled chicken doused with a thick, brown gravy, with sides of mashed potato, a bun and salad. the food smelled good, but soul was in no mood to eat. with his fork, he poked the mashed potato, smearing it in arcs across the plate.
Bonus Chapter #1: Thanksgiving 2014
I served myself some potatoes and then passed the bowl to dex. "we always make sure lewis gets served last," he whispered to me with a smirk. "he eats, like, twelve horses every day."
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 56: Everything’s Gonna Be Okay
Hey, how about some potato fries for snacks?" “no, kevin, it's okay—" the wolf already called someone over. _“oi, jo! wé wil'm bestælen! to røsted erþapel mid súrröm en tjilisøs, bið! ja, to!"_ he then turned to the panther and laughed.
Making Music Pt. IV
Going back to the kitchen, he grabbed the bowl of potato salad from the freezer and scooped out three plates for all of them to enjoy.
Two Wolves In Bed
"thanks for that," i griped as i got down on my knees and began to bits of apple and potato skins back into the buckets. in response i got the mental image of a wolf grin and a wagging tail.
Willing
Expensive red wine and hand-made mashed potatoes with a thick slab of butter melting deliciously down the sides.
Red Moon: Chapter 2
Trevor picked up his spoon with wobbly fingers, his depth perception less than lacking and managed to get it into a bowl of a type of potato stew. "this is great." he chuckled and took his first sip of the frothy soup.
Catnip
Seemingly minutes later, they are seated at the inn awaiting a meal of steak and potatoes.
“Grandma, there’s a wolf here for dinner…” Part 2
"you're changing the subject," gran said while mixing her potatoes with the gravy. "yes," i nodded, "yes, i am.
Arcadia: Promoted
With an eagerness in his step, he hurried into the pantry and looked for the potatoes. "let's see..." he murmured to himself. "chives... green onions... peas... ah. potatoes. here we go." he lifted his head. "sir, how many potatoes do you need?"