Lucy is a Classy Gal. She takes after her Father, in that Way.
This morning, Lucy was happily playing with one of her toys that looks like a gay pride loofah after eating her breakfast (which we call her "yum yums", as in "IT'S TIME TO EAT YOUR YUM YUMS, LUCY GOOSEY!"). All of a sudden, I hear a ginormous burp come out of her. Along with some of her chewed up yum yums from earlier. It landed on her gay loofah.
Startled, she looked at her newly decorated loofah toy. She seemed puzzled, like she had no idea where the food came from. After a few contemplative seconds, she decided that she was indeed a food machine, and kept playing with her toy. Dog food and all.