The weekend is over

Well, the weekend is over and it wasn't bad.  I went to my grandparents as usual.  Saturday night, we ate filet mignon.  I prefer strip steak, but it wasn't bad.  This morning, I ate my breakfast of choice.  KFC biscuits smothered in creamed beef.  I'm home now and they are trying to feed me a new food.  Something about a blue buffalo.  I haven't tried it yet.  I have to run around whining for a while, and then lay on mom's chest for a few hours.  Then I'll probably dump my new food out of my bowl and go to bed.  That's all for now.