Very early this morning, I didn't report for First Breakfast. I guess I was hard asleep in the new bed, didn't hear what was happening downstairs. Usually I'm right there with Toby when the meal service is being prepared, but not this morning.
So what does Mom do? She comes back upstairs, finds me, and presents me with my breakfast dish so I get fresh noms too. Just like Toby. I feel so luffed now.
Take that Orange Boy. I get concierge service too!
Mom has been restored to my good graces.
Wait, what? Did I miss something?
I'm going back to sleep, y'all.