She looked at that menu like she actually understood it, eyes sparkling when she spotted the steak. And of course, she got exactly what she wanted — one look from her and all logic goes out the window.
She sat there patiently, tail softly tapping the floor, waiting like a tiny queen expecting her feast. When the plate arrived, she gave that polite sniff before taking her first, very dramatic bite.
Moments like this remind me how easy it is to spoil her. She’s got charm, confidence, and enough sweetness to get away with anything — especially ordering steak.
