I lazily make my way into his room, I figure if I’m gonna do nothing I might as well be comfortable. I nudge open the door with my snout and hop onto the bed which Isn’t made. I perfer it that way because then I can usually find a nice fold in the blanket to use as a pillow. My belly now full from dinner I let out a nice long yawn and rest my head on the blanket. With my keen sense of hearing I can make out Garik’s footsteps as he makes his way upstairs, and if my nose is correct he also has something to eat. I try to hide my excitement as he walks into his room and sits at his computer desk. Papers and books hide most of the desk surface and he sets his plate right on top of it. He begins to tear into the food like its his last meal and I slowly make my way over. Being sure not to disturb the beast I stratigicly hide myself under the desk and wait for him to unevitibly drop a scrap of his sandwitch. The grilled chicken breast is calling me. Its sweet tender warmth only a foot or two away. Time for a new stratigy, I cant wait much longer, so I make my way out from under the desk and sit at his side. I innocently look up at him and let out a little wimper.My ear flops over to one side, there’s no way that he’ll be able to resist feading me now. He casually looks over and gives me a scratch behind my ear, not exactly what I was looking for you greedy bastard, but it is still welcome. His eyes quickly go back to the computer as he begins typing furiously. I try again, this time he rips a piece of his sandwitch and gives it to me. Finally, I quickly scarf it down incase he changes his mind and make my way back to the bed. Now I can get some sleep.