My sister, Katy put a yummy bowl of food on the table, she began to eat it and wasn't sharing any with me. I am not sure what it is but it must be good, because she is ignoring me. I hear that noisy little red machine she carries around with her, sometimes she talks into, how goofy is that!
Ah, she gets up to find her noisy machine. The bowl is just sitting there, no sense in letting any of it go to waste. Waste not, want not I always say. Yummy, it is so good, a liquid of some sort, I can't stop it is so good. Now everyone is upset with me. What did I do? Why is she taking it away? If she didn't want me to have it she shouldn't have left it there. These humans are so hard to figure out sometimes. Oh no, now my Mom is coming with a wet piece of Daddy's shirt or something, I feel a face washing coming, time to go.