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.