All whee piggies drink differently. Pip, Cocoa and Mop nicely sip away at their water. I do things with a bit more vigour. Is there anything wrong with that?
OI, you, give me water! Tug, pull, chew, attack, bite!
Billy keeps telling me there is nothing wrong with the bottle. He drinks like a gentleman, of course. My big man Billy is very neat about most things. I beg to differ.
Give me water faster, foul bottle! Fight me, you metal spout!
Do you think insulting it will help? Ah, I really have lost my patience. Being a mum taught me a lot but patience can only last for so long…