S is for Snow White and the poisoned cutlets

We have a new domestic helper now. She is old and kind...or so she seems. But really, I think she could be a witch in disguise. Especially after...
THE POISONED CUTLETS.

"Pingi!" yelled the domestic helper. My dog's name is Dinky not Pingi, I felt like saying. Instead I just kept silent, and helped myself to one of the chocolate chip cookies.
"Baba, today I'll make cutlets for you," she said. YESSS! I think my delight showed on my face, because she laughed. My bro and I say that she doesn't laugh, she cackles like an evil witch, which is the truth!
The domestic helper is really talkative. When we're like chatting on fb, she comes and talks to us about her daughter's friends, her neighbors etc. Today she told us that the day before she had seen a rat creeping into our house. Our house? No way, i thought. It was way too clean to have rats.

"Ugh, what are these?" I asked my mum as soon as I got back from class.
"Cutlets," she answered.
"Well they certainly don't look like cutlets!" I said, trying one. Eww, it tastes as bad as it looks, i thought.

Dinky enjoyed his Dinner that night, none of us would eat the cutlets so he ate some. Fortunately, nothing happened to him, but I had a bad stomach...