Waiting

My human invited other humans round to the house today.
He makes lots of food when he does this.

He made chicken. A big chicken.

He kept cutting bits off it, so I went and sat next to his legs and stared up at him.

He cut chicken.
He cut chicken.
He cut chicken.

Then he dropped a bit.
I ate it.

He cut more chicken.
Then he dropped a bit.

He cut more chicken.
Then he put a bit in my bowl.

It was worth sitting and staring at him.
Happy.