K9 Cafe
Just two weeks ago, my MM took all of us to the K9 cafe for brunch. Or rather, they had brunch and I had the scraps. Something is wrong here. If it's a canine (K9) cafe, why are THEY getting food and I'm getting scraps? Isn't the cafe meant for me?
Anyway, I almost fell asleep waiting for the food to arrive. At least the humans had ice cream float while they waited.
Yawn
I tried to check out the progress in the kitchen but the door was closed.
Darn!
Finally the food arrived but I had to wait for my baby sister to start eating first.
Hurry up!
And of course she had to tempt me...
This is pepperoni...
As if I didn't know that's pepperoni, and anyway, I don't care what that is!
Just feed me already!
Well, in the end, I did manage to get a few pieces of pizza, and fries.
Contented tummies
I also made some new friends...
BC: What's this thing on you?
BC: Erm, you do know there's something on your back?
Me: Yeah... that's my baby sister.
Maybe I can try to get more food the next time we go back.