My toys live on top of the fridge in a little bag. When we are sick of playing with the couple of toys we have, Mum or Dad puts them back and gets out some new ones. I especially like the squeakies!
Sometimes though, they are a bit slow in attending to my needs. This is how I communicate that it’s time to get me a new toy…
If that isn’t enough, I make sure I look up to the top of the fridge, then back at them again, very pointedly…
Sometimes though, it just isn’t enough. They don’t understand. Or sometimes, I think they do understand but they are just being mean! This is when I do the next series of poses, including looking thoughtfully out the window, followed by looking very, very sad and avoiding all direct eye contact.
All together, this technique is called in our household ‘chucking a sob act’ – and unfortunately for me, it doesn’t always work.
Poor, poor mistreated me.
by Charlotte Reeves
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