My humans started out swearing that they would never feed me table food.
They haven't really - but there are a few exceptions.
I get a piece of banana, apple, or pear any time my humans are eating them.
My girl eats kiwis addictively, and she lets me have a few licks when she's done.
I once stole a piece of mango off my girl's fork. Hah. That was so devious of me!
I was given a small piece of carrot once - but that didn't sit so well, so I don't get it anymore.
I've also had a small bite of cooked lamb (it was spicy but YUMMMYYYY).
I get boiled chicken or hamburger with rice if my tummy is upset. My stomach is a little sensitive.
And I do a great job with crumbs on the kitchen floor.
There's so much fun stuff that the humans get to eat! I don't see why I can't eat what they eat!
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