Some days I really fancy it with crunchy biscuits on top.
On days when I fancy biscuits, I won't eat my soft food without them.
I expect my human to know this.
This morning, he put out some salmon stuff in a jelly. I didn't want it on its own. I wanted biscuits on top.
I looked up at my human.
He looked down at me.
I looked up at my human.
He looked down at me.
I looked up at my human.
He looked down at me.
He said; 'What's wrong, Clive? Eat'.
I stared at him.
I blinked.
He pointed at the food.
I gave him a sad meow.
I stared at him.
He huffed, got the yellow packet, and poured some biscuits out of it onto the salmon stuff.
I went straight over to the bowl and started eating.
Good human.
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