Well, we had a real gourmet meal last night - cold meat, baked beans and chips!
Put the chips in the oven (real potatoes, but I don't deep fry), cut the meat and put it safe, emptied half a tin of beans into a pan ready to heat.
Left the kitchen to catch the news. Returned when I thought the chips would be done - there was Mr Bentley, on the hob, face in the bean saucepan!
He looked up as if to say Hi, everything OK? I swatted him off and wondered just how many beans he had eaten and what repurcussions there would be (gales?
) It looked like he hadn't actually eaten any/many
but he had licked off all the tomato sauce, leaving the naked beans just lying there, looking like .... well, naked beans
All is well today - no bad tums and no starving humans. What a bad boy!