Whistled
Guess the strange but fascinating benefit of keto!
Agree, I am looking forward to finding out I’m better at math than I always was… I do now add up all my macros without fingers and toes being used, so I’m getting there.
I love the taste of sardines, but just not the texture! I always did love the taste since being very young. Mum used to buy those godawful pots of Shippam’s paste…which I relished on a ‘crusty cob’. The Brits will know… !
Sardine was my favourite. Probably never been within sight of a fish…
So, I love the taste of sardines and it wasn’t that!
Bubra007. You’re absolutely right… I have noticed i can’t eat much at all!
I’ve gone off meat… keep cooking things and throwing them away, just don’t like it anymore. Even my old indulgence…gravy… has taken a hit. I still like the taste but all I can think is how many additives and fillers are in the stockpot I was buying. Ugh!
I’m eating like a mouse. It’s hard to find enough food I like now my tastes have altered, and I’m under-eating because of that. New foods had better show up soon. I can now get into the kitchen by sliding under the door…
BUT!
It’s a great answer… but it wasn’t the thing I discovered!
Daisy, this is a weird one! Too damn right. How the heck did you come up with this… but it’s true.
I have noticed something really odd about my sense of smell; I can smell tobacco, smoke or fire smoke almost all the time. Nobody smokes around here, unless Grubby cat has a secret habit. No idea what this is about.
I can definitely smell all sorts, but mostly stuff that isn’t there!
Have you had this? Weird!!
And that was not the answer, but maybe should have been. Well done for this one!
Cheeky, PetaMarie. I did admittedly have more than an inch I could pinch, but my flabby bits were not yet so huge that they got in the way of the sink. Mind you, if I’d carried on eating as I was doing, that scenario probably wasn’t far off!
So… it wasn’t that!
Hey now, Laurie. That’s a mighty good answer.
I only wish I could reach the highest shelf. But then again, if I could, who’d stop me munching all the naughties that I shoved up there using a stepladder?!
Like, my Oreos, my choccy biccies… my porridge… my puffed rice cereal! Cravings… the puffed rice won every time.
So, I am more agile now but it wasn’t that!
Good one, MavisArthur! But I always could do that… and Grubby cat would be very annoyed if I snapped my fingers at her. I suspect I’d get chased about the kitchen accompanied by a wild shrieking sound, baying for my blood… so it wasn’t that!
Oh, Scott… you were my hero… yes, yes, yes, they needed to free me from my silence. ‘They’ being Admin. But were they listening? No.
Did they care for my quashed plight? NO.
They freed me to write again exactly 24 hours after my last post. But I don’t know how few posts I can make today. Presumably the same. We’ll see!
Ha! My kitty would not be happy if I were to sing… although, she likes it when I whistle and tries to climb into my mouth. I sure hope I never make that godawful snore-whistle thing when asleep… might wake with hell of a blockage.
Bryan Langler, damn right… smell and taste are way better, and it’s not working in my favour yet.
I can smell smoke all the time (when there isn’t any! Fire Service not required!) and the smell and taste of some of my previously fave foods puts me right off… ugh, can’t believe I ate THAT!
My teeth thank me though. My mouth feels very happy.
A fabulous guess but it ain’t that!
Cough!
It wasn’t THAT!!!
I think you should retain your faith in my answer… it’s almost as good as all the suggestions. Well, maybe not quite. Raising the dead and levitating the cat are probably way more exciting than my reveal will be.
Diana, my cat is one of those person-addicted, fluffy, useless lumps known as a Persian, so she follows me everywhere, always at my side or in my tea or on my keyboard… A chinchilla.
I’d have attached a pic but I can only see a link to attach an URL. You’ll see her here, the white one!
She clings to me like crazy, always rolls over and over when I come in the house even if I was away just a few minutes. Cute thing.
However, funnily enough… she did ask to go out (and she’s an indoor cat!) as soon as I discovered my discovery, ha. Now, you’ll know what it is…
My hearing is always good. So it wasn’t that!
Now that you mention it… oh dear… ! Ha.
I’m going to have to employ a sniffer, and ask…!
So, wasn’t that. I hope.