These birds don't get upset when you take their magnet eggs because they trust that you'll bring them back when you're done.
We're just two eggs strolling hand in hand down a peaceful mountain lane. Isn't this the life? What smells so delicious? Is that you? Man I could really go for a deviled me right now.
At your next miniature feast you can serve miniature appetizers and be the envy of all your miniature friends.
I could eat eggs with every meal, this doesn't have to be a morning only accessory.
As much as I'd love to be able to eat and wash myself at the same time, some things should be kept separate for hygiene's sake.
I wish my real cat would cook eggs for me. Lazy good-for-nothing...