The other day I sat down on my bed (my favorite quiet spot) to eat lunch. A few seconds later Macey jumped up on the bed ~ her nose had picked up the scent of my chicken sandwich ~ and proceeded to stare at me, licking her chops in anticipation of a feast. I grabbed my camera and snapped a few pictures of her in action, all the while protecting my lunch from the beast.
Please, may I have some of your chicken sandwich?
Yes, I mean that one . . .
I reeeealllly want some . . .
What’s this? Do I hear my girl coming? She’ll give me some.
Yay! My girl is the best!
Yum, yum, yum . . .
But I still want your chicken sandwich . . .
(She never did get any of mine, though ~ I have to share my food with little people, I gave up a long time ago sharing it with the animals!)