One of my most impawtant duties is leading my human to the food stack and back to my dining area.
‘Lead me to your plate, Sasha,’ she says.
It is a wonder she doesn’t remember, after all this time.
‘Don’t trip me, Sasha,’ she says.
And then there is the delightful squishing sound of my favourite jelly food slipping into the plate.
‘Don’t gobble, Sasha,’ she says. But I am eating neatly and quietly as usual.
