The other night I was sitting at my kitchen table working on something when I heard Molly's toenails clicking across the tile in the kitchen.
Molly hates eating alone so she usually waits until I am in the kitchen or the living room before she eats. I wasn't paying much attention until I heard her scratching the bottom of her empty supper dish with her right front paw.
I turned around and she was looking at me and this time, she slapped her empty supper dish with her paw to emphasize that it was empty and how could I let this happen.
I sprang into action and quickly filled because I didn't want to feel the wrath of Molly for the rest of the day.
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