A relentless pursuit of unguarded breakfasts…
No breakfast bowl is safe…
No toast left unturned…
Even a glass of wheat grass and vegan protein drink can’t escape prying beaks.
JoeJoe: “You know what they say… what’s yours is mine, and what’s mine is mine. This drink is now officially mine.”
Kobe: “Mine…”
Kobe: “… although I only want the grapes.”
Bobbie: “I’ll have the rest!”
Bobbie: “This really is a fabulous spoon!”
JoeJoe: “Don’t even think of reclaiming the toast – it’s got my stamp of approval on it.”
JoeJoe: “No, you can’t have the spoon, I told you further up the page, it’s mine! I dare you to take Bobbie’s spoon…”
