His eyes, fixed and focused, stare at
mine as though to
say,” Can’t you spare
a tiny crumb
for your friendly four-legged pal?”
When that tack yields
no results, he
tries another
one. Edging close, he flips the plate
and deftly fields
the flying food
as I gaze, aghast.
JDG
aholdingplace 
What a talented being!
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Now, now, Joan – he tried to be loving and tactful and when that did not work, he became a possible candidate for abruptness-management-class!
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