Being able to see my sweet MexiMuffs walk dows the street is such a double-edged sword. On the one hand, they are plentiful and easy to spot. All I need to capture their succulent, runny flab is to park my MuffHunting van outside a laundromatia and wait for them to swaddle by.
Yet, I am pained, because I know they are burning calories. I wonder how easy it would be to divert a few "Meals on Wheels" trucks their way . . .
