Yesterday morning, back porch at Quiltville Inn.
I haven't been sitting with Flash every day, some of our mornings have been rainy and cold and I'm not that much of a sucker - but if the morning is fine, I'll come sit for 10 minutes and see if he will tolerate my presence and eat his food regardless.
It's a battle of wills.
Are you hungry enough to let me be here while you eat, or will you sulk off and wait until I leave?



