I made my way to the mid landing and relished my spoils. The male Infidel sulked for quite some time, he did not even crack when I leant against him with huge sad eyes, fluttering my eyelashes. That usually gets him every time, he is such a drama queen, he would have given me the toast anyway, I just couldn't wait! The kelb was horrified and kept giving me withering stares from his bed, letting me know that he found my behaviour distasteful. He then had the audacity to make several advances on my person throughout the day, when will he realise that I would never stoop so low!
The female infidel spent the morning baking the most delicious chocolate muffins, which she put under that annoying dome to prevent me from partaking in what should have been my share. She is so miserly, her excuse is that chocolate is bad for dogs, looking at what it has done to her ass, perhaps she is right!