And for pudding...

For dinner I was hungry.

My hooman put out food, while I jumped up and headbutted his hands.

He put it out.
I had sniffs.

Duck!

I tucked in.

Munch, munch, munch, munch.

When I finished, I washed my front feets so they smelt of duck.

Then I had a hungry again.

Time for pudding!

There was a big bowl of chicken biscuits, so I moved on to this.

After I was finished, I was full up.

I meowed my satisfaction, then went for a nap.





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