"Bacon is offended!" Jack said, making his own face of mock offense, which was very, very exaggerated. And involved a lot of wonky eyebrows and a screwed up mouth.
"Poor poor bacon." And so he did the only thing he could... he ate the rest of it. To save it's dignity!
When the food was gone, he set the package aside, to be disposed of later. "Well, we have the whole day ahead of us. I think a nap is in order," he said, flopping back to make himself comfortable in Andrew's bed, which wasn't hard at all.
he nudged Andrew's side. "Roll over, be the Little Spoon," he instructed, as he often did.