"It looks like the little Cupcake is staying all night again. That means I can forget about belly rubs and playing ball. And when we go for our walk I'll have to listen to that loud thing they call a stroller while Cupcake giggles and daddy caters to her, making the stroller go fast and backwards just to make her laugh.
Forgetting about me."
"So here it is morning, and I'm waiting outside of Cupcake's room for her to get up. She usually has pancakes for breakfast. And she always shares...."
"Sometimes I have to take matters into my own paws. C'mon Cupcake. Rise and shine. Time for breakfast..."
"I guess she's not so bad after all."
