Alex makes himself a Ham sandwich with Tomato Ketchup dressing for his lunch. He sits at the table with his freshly made butty on a plate in front of him.
A knock on the front door. Alex answers it to find Max outside.
I see Alex stood on the drive talking to Max, nonchalantly spinning Max's basket ball up in the air on one finger (how does he do that).
Meanwhile Magic has jumped up onto the table and is dragging a Ham sandwich off Alex's plate. She pulls a piece of Ham out of the bread and starts licking it. Sally had also seen this opportunistic theft and quickly removes her from the table and sandwich.
The lunch is returned to the plate just as Alex walks back in the room. "Did she touch it?" He asks. "No, almost though" I said, nodding yes in Max's direction. Alex then sits down to consume his sandwich, Sally and I trying not to laugh too loud from the kitchen and poor Max sat opposite him trying to keep a straight face
We told him the truth when he had finished, and that it should be a lesson to him not to leave his meals and wander around like he tends to do at meal-times.
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