Good morning Cape Breton.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.
This is the life of a lap dog.
Occasionally Tonya will sit here and have her breakfast, or lunch or supper. I will sit at her feet and stare at her while she is eating.
Then I turn on the drool factory.
I will drool on her feet and legs.
If she doesn't feed me by hand.
I will scoot forward a bit, just in case she hasn't noticed me.
Now I can drool on her thighs.
I will follow the food as it goes from her plate to her mouth.
If that doesn't work. I will hop up on the love seat with her and I will stare at her, really HARD.
I will follow each bite full as it leaves her plate and goes into her mouth.
Now I can drool on her arm.
Normally at this point, she will give up and just pass the plate over for me to eat everything. I don't just eat it, I GOBBLE up the food.
VANISHED
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Bye bye fur now
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