See with the bro working at the pizza joint we are never short of a bit of napolitain nosh.
Such is the abundance that Ma now uses it to tempt me to eat my brekkie.
She sprinkles pieces of the pie on the bottom of my bowl and brings it to me to inspect and sniff before she tops it up with kibble.
As I strive to pick out the morsels I’m forced to eat a little dog food too.
Takes me a while but eventually I manage to snarl up ever little slice.
What remains Ma supplements with enough kibble to feed me for three days and it is left waiting for the decent of the beast.
I might snag one or two more little bits before she attacks it but generally speaking I just mope around in the hope of more pepperoni.