For lunch at our house, we have an extra helping of cute. Obi has taken to reaching toward the counter while I’m making my sandwich. It is adorable because it is so ineffective. Not like when Oliver stretches his super long body up the side of the counter and can place his paw firmly in the middle of your lunch.
Oh, by “ineffective” I mean Obi gets about half the turkey I’d intended for my sandwich as a reward for his cuteness. Yeah, cute carries a lot of weight in my world.
The second picture is Oliver coming for his share of turkey. He knows there is turkey to be had because Obi’s squeaks have turned from “can I have turkey? Can I have turkey?” to “you’re giving me turkey? You are giving me turkey!” This picture is taken from the same height as the first, so you can see the height difference.