If I ran the world, there would be no reduced fat food. There would also be no Pomeranians.
I have yet to taste anything "reduced fat" that even remotely compared to the original. I suppose reduced fat food would be okay, if there were a way to keep my husband and son from buying it by mistake.
I'm not a fan of small, yappy dogs because they are, well, yappy! For some reason the yap of a Pomeranian goes through my head like a knife. So of course one resides in the house behind us. His name is Toby and he's a yapping machine. I fantasize about some gigantic bird of prey swooping down and taking Toby far, far away. I know - I'm mean.