The joy. The delight. It is unimaginable.
My humans left a special treat for me on the counter. It was a KFC Snacker. At first I did not realize that it was there.....but then ever so softly I heard it calling. It said in its seductive sandwich voice "Bartholomeu, I am for you." It was like the "That Which Survives" episode of the original Star Trek. Only this time the sandwich was not named Losira and it wasn't trying to kill me. Thank goodness my KFC snacker didn't end up to be a holographic projection either!
No, my snacker was very, very real. Then it slid down my throat so smoothly I didn't even have to chew.
Now, why did my favorite human check my breath when I was done? You just have to wonder what these humans are thinking sometimes.