"Mommy? What is this?" Annie asks, holding up a long tube at the checkout stand in the grocery store.
"That's beef jerky. You want to try some?" I ask. Annie shakes her head up and down, and I toss it on the conveyor belt.
"You know who loves beef jerky? Uncle Billy." I continue, while I open the package and give Annie her first taste.
"You know who else loves beef jerky?" asks Annie. I look at her quizzically.
"Dogs." says Annie, and she spits it out.