Lunch with Supervision
One of these Spaniels got a spilled drop of stew while it was cooking last night, and therefore knows how this smell tastes. One of these Spaniels did not. Can you guess?
(Yvaine is still very politely waiting behind my shoulder, not interfering, just hoping for another teensy-weensy taste. Or anything she can get. She's a mannerly lady, but she's also optimistic.)