Bentley.

Bentley likes food.  So much so I have to watch him so he doesn't eat all of his sister Charlie's food. 

It's at the point where if I want to have a bath at dinner time, I have to put her food in the bathroom too, otherwise she'll leave halfway through and he'll hoover it up. 

It's a routine. 

What's also routine is Bentley trying it on. Seeing if I'm not paying attention.  

Tonight was no different ad this is what he does...

Prime position for if I let my guard down.  In just these few minutes as I type he's tried (and failed) three times to eat it. 

Oh Bentley. I do love you, now off my clothes please.