This morning (and possibly every morning) the Minions all came rushing over for their breakfast.
Vitamin at the lead and Fivla at the back – she has been slow her entire life.
Heads down and eat!
Silver finished first – he always does – and therefore exerted his rights to “clean the bowl” (well, that’s what we say when anyone is making a cake in this family).
Vitamin and Fivla have their own versions of breakfast and Pepper, who has to come too, supervises everyone, clearing up as she goes along.
I love how Vitamin doesn’t mind in the slightest. Trust is a two-way thing.
The Minons swap around once they’ve mostly finished and it is pretty much without argument.
Though, sometimes Newt (all 26″) has a rather bouncy bottom.
Albie, who is always bullied off his bowl first, comes to me for a chat and a complain. I give him a hug and tell him that he’s probably had enough anyway.
Pepper adds her sympathies.
Everyone gets a visit from Pepper except for Silver, if he is in one of his stamping-dog moods.
And then on the neighbouring croft, someone was backing their trailer into the yard, and everyone had to rush off to watch and give their opinion. I picked up the empty buckets, tipped the bowls and Pepper and I went home.