GibToast

As I made mistress buy me a fine Dualit toaster – I expect toast for breakfast every day.

And as my kennelflat is small, everything is within paw’s reach. So today I decided it was best to jump on the sofa as then I am right next to master who is sitting at the table with his toast (and tinned tomatoes – double yum).

In fact they could lay me a place at the table and I could eat from my sofa. It’s a fine vantage point.

But as you can see, I always wait soooo patiently.

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