Meow, following are my friends toward delicacy. Mom serves me stewed meat in bigger one while jelly in smaller other. She has used the former only, yet worried about a kind of noise I make in full mouth. Since her Ame-chan has gone caused by teeth grinding, she is scared of my losing any. From a few days before, she holds a stick to let me lick it little by little, putting above latter on her legs to receive drops.