Celtic

I sit one leg over the other at the head of the table at my meeting, in a VERY foul mood, most of my staff sit there too afraid to say a word. I slam my head on the table This is a waste of my time, SPEAK! my staff all scramble to speak, I sigh and lean back in my chair. Suddenly my assitant come in Assistant: sir.. your pet has woken up my eyes light up and I stand up meeting dissmised i walk to your nursery quietly going to your crib