Determined...

...to have a cuddle on my Mum's knee.

Even though she is sat at the breakfast table.
And I'm heavy.
And I fidget.

But I have lovely eyes and I'm fluttering my eyelashes at Dad so he loves me even more. (And I'm growling at Lottie to sod off and not spoil my cuddle with her big paws and bigger bum!!).