"Stop!" A playful screech leaves my lips followed by a deep laugh from my belly. I try to wiggle away from his fingers but he keeps them on my sides. "The truth, my female." He whispers, his eyes watching me with utmost gentleness. "Okay, all right! I ate your sandwich!" I chuckle holding his wrists to block him from his never-ending tickles. "And I am hungry. How will I be fed?" He asks. "I can make you one! The females packed a lot for the picnic." I plead as he lets me go with a smile. Crawling upon the picnic blanket I pick up the basket bringing it to my side. Cutting two slices of the loaf, I put in cheese and ham. My male eats a lot so I make four of them. Placing it on a paper plate I give it to him as he takes one keeping his eyes on the book engrossed with its words. Stretching my arms up relaxing my limbs I scan our surroundings.