"Wow, Bread, you're so cute!"
Mary took the newspaper and patted Bread's head.
Bread 'woofed' once, as if saying, just tell me what you need help with, no need to be polite.
Mary smiled and said, "Bread, go close the door of the living room."
Bread immediately trotted over.
Mary covered her mouth, "Viola, look! I've never seen a dog so smart!"
It does whatever you ask.
Even more obedient than humans.
Viola was also quite surprised. She didn't expect Bread to be so smart.
Suddenly, Mary seemed to remember something, "Oh, Viola, Bread hasn't had breakfast yet."
"Is he not feeling well?"
Mary shook her head, "It's not that he's not feeling well. It seems that he is waiting for you to feed him."
Because Bread was quite energetic.
He can pull, sleep, and run.
At this, Viola nodded slightly, "Bread, come, it's time to eat."
Upon hearing this, Bread immediately ran over to Viola.
The maid handed Bread's breakfast to Viola.