He didn’t wolf it down quite as fast as expected, which hopefully means he doesn’t care that much for the sweet stuff, though it did take preference over the Organix box. He didn’t finish it until this morning, you can see the final remains in today’s photo.
What’s slightly disturbing is that he always bites the head off first and if he’s not bored by that point, the limbs come next. I caught Sprogdaddy trying to lure him into finishing one earlier. The choice was “lobotomised gingerbread man” or “decapitated gingerbread man”, the former having a large chunk of head missing. He didn’t care for either.
I don’t know whether that means he’s some kind of zombie toddler (mmmm… juicy brains!) or a reincarnated cat. Probably the latter as he tends to leave the guts lying all over the floor, which you can also see in the photo. Actually, he has quite a lot in common with cats, but I’ll come to that another day….
Perhaps I should offer some gummy bears or jelly babies and see how he eats those. Thinking about it, he’s always liked to rip the heads off broccoli stems and discard the rest.
Probably not a good idea to let him watch Silence of the Lambs. Ever.