The lady puts my food it in. And then she puts in on the floor, and I have to get it out. She does this when she has to move around the house a lot and I am not allowed to follow her.
Sometimes, if I stare at it for a long time, the little fish sweets just pop out.
But most of the time, I have to swirl it around and make it make noise so the sweets roll into my mouth like this.
I personally think it's sort of a silly box because I wonder why she doesn't just put it in a baby bowl like she does with "The Ancient One," or feed one sweet, gentle morsel at a time like she did with Sweet Pee. For me, she makes me work for even the tiniest crumble. Every morning. And every night. I think I'm much more "creative busy" than she thinks. Just today, I made a playground in the kitchen, and I asked the lady to take a picture in black and white because I made art. She didn't, but if you look real close you could even see a little peace of heaven.
|My little peace of heaven|