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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