He’s all: “I know that bowl ain’t empty. Uh-uh…”
Finger waves arrogantly in front of my face.
Then he’s like: “Was there cereal in that bowl? For your sake, you better hope not…”
Head works from side to side as though disconnected. Jason dutifully refills bowl with a bit of cereal and milk to avoid injury. Cat appears sated for now.
[Grendel; replete with two snaps and a wiggle]
