Louis loves to share mealtimes; he always appears when I sit down with my Sunday fry-up.
I’ve blogged before that he doesn’t make an appearance until the brekkie is on the plate so I was feeling pretty good today as I tucked into the last sausage on the plate and there was no sign of the brown bomber. I was premature.
As usual Louis appeared, parked himself a respectable distance from the table and then started to dribble. Within seconds this was the end result:-
Admittantly it’s not quite a ring; more a crescent.
It won’t be long before we get some flooring in the kitchen and these dribbles will not be so noticeable – that’s when it becomes dangerous with the increased chance of doing the splits involuntarily.