The dogs want me to do something – anything – that will propel food into their mouths.
Leila wants … well, she doesn’t know what she wants, but her grizzling indicates that she wants something and I’m the one who should be supplying it.
Finn wants:
me to turn off the computer in a different way
his seat back on the toilet
something from his Thomas box
something different on the TV
to sit on my lap
to get off my lap
Cosmo wants me to let him out, then let him in, then let him out again.
Zelda wants somebody to open the door NOW! Oh, no she doesn’t … yes she does … no she doesn’t …
I would like to EAT MY BLOODY BREAKFAST BEFORE I STARVE TO DEATH!!!!
… and at some point do you think I could have a moment to get out of my pjs and put on some clothes please?
