I see we meet again! Either that, or for the first time, both are great!

Rhino's P.O.V.

„Boring, next!" I zapped to another channel. Just an ad for vacuum cleaners. I sighed audibly and pressed the 'off' button on the remote. It's been the third time this day that I did that, and this day was only 10 hours old yet, so I laid down and closed my eyes, trying to at least dream of a good movie.

That's when I heard a noise coming from another room that sounded like something falling down. I knew for a fact that Penny was in school, and nobody else was at home at the moment, except for Bolt and Mittens.

„Maybe I should go check that out...", I said to myself, yawned and jumped onto the floor. I had no idea where the noise came from, but it must have been somewhere on the ground floor. When I stepped outside the living room, I immediately jumped back to avoid getting crushed by the white shepherd running past me.

„Oops, sorry Rhino!", he shouted over his shoulder while still heading upstairs. At least I was awake now... I went down the hallway where he came from and found that the kitchen door was open.

When I got inside, I noticed that a pan was lying on the floor, next to a pile of cat food. Before I could even think of a plausible reason for that, Bolt was already in the kitchen again, and almost ran me over a second time.

„Uhm, Bolt?", I asked with a lowered voice, trying not to distract the dog from whatever he was doing too much. „Hm?" - „What exactly?" - „Esacly wah?" I couldn't quite understand him, so I looked up at him to see that he had a towel in his mouth and was trying to clean the cat food up.

„What are you doing?" He let go of the towel and said: „I... uhm... I was trying to do something, it's not that important!" - „Why is there cat fo-" - „Not important! Oh, could you help me quick, please?"

„We'll make a deal: You tell me what's up with this and I help you!" The dog sighed and replied: „Ok, deal. I tried making breakfast.", he explained, but quickly added: „Didn't go too well though..." with a nervous chuckle.

„Breakfast? But that's cat food, isn't it?" - „Uhm... I... mistook it for... dog food?" Didn't sound all that convincing, but fair enough. „Alright, let's clean this up!" I made my way up to the dish drawer, took out a big spoon and used it as a shovel.

I threw the loads in a bucket, and Bolt carried it out together with what he collected in that time. We were actually pretty fast, but after ten minutes, we suddenly heard a sleepy voice behind us. „Guys? What are you doing?" It was Mittens!

Bolt let go of the bucket and I hid the spoon behind my back, even though it was way too big to vanish completely. „Nothing!", we both said at the same time. „That doesn't look like nothing." Only half of the pile was still on the floor, but the mess was clearly visible.

The white shepherd picked up the bucked again and suddenly ran out the door shouting: „I just have to take this outside! See ya!" So that only left me with the cat. „So?" - „So... how did you sleep tonight?"

„I didn't, Rhino, I barely even got my eyes closed." - „Oh..." - „Back to my question now: What are you doing in the kitchen with a pan and my food?" - „I didn't do anything, but Bolt said something about failing at making breakfast!"

„Why would he eat THIS for breakfast at all? His bowl is right there!" She pointed at a plate that was still completely full. I shrugged. „Maybe it was meant for you, I don't know, he just said it's 'not important'."

Just then Bolt came back, and was immediately confronted by Mittens. „You tried to make breakfast for me? Why?" - „I... I never said that!", he studdered, „I thought that was dog food!" - „Bolt, your stuff is right over there."

His eyes followed where Mittens pointed, and paniced even more. „Oh! I d- didn't see that! Thanks! Let me just quickly clean the rest of this up..." The black cat rolled her eyes and walked out while whispering: „Dogs... Couldn't find a tree in the forest!"

Bolt placed the bucket next to me and continued cleaning up. „Phew... that was close!" When I looked at him his cheeks were a bit red. I knew I saw that somewhere before, I just couldn't remember where or what it meant.

After another 20 minutes we were finally done with getting the big pieces outside, wiping the floor with a wet towel and putting pan and cat food package back where they belong. That was enough exercise for me that day, that's for sure, so I went back in the living room and zapped through the channels again.

Mittens' P.O.V.

Breakfast for me? Why would he do that? He was propably just trying to act like a person and do something. I mean I heard of dogs carrying their own leash, or playing fetch with themselves, no idea how that would work though...

Must be a common thing for dogs that they want to be people, I for my part am just lucky enough that I'm NOT like a person, that way I can relax all day and do what I want whenever I want! Still, a pretty nice gesture though...

Maybe I should do something for him, but what? I mean what do dogs even like? Sure, I knew a lot of things, but they seemed either dull or not doable with two participants. I was definitely not going to pet him or anything! Maybe I should go and ask Rhino what dogs like to do, maybe he knew more, yeah, that sounded like a good idea! I had a feeling that I should be a bit closer to Bolt anyway. Last night when I couldn't sleep I looked over to his side of the mattress that we shared, only divided by a large pillow in the middle.

He just laid there, sleeping. He looked so peaceful and innocent that I watched him for a few hours just breathing. I even caught myself wanting to go over to him and lay down next to him, but instead I just wondered what was wrong with me for thinking so.

Sure, I mean he saved me from the streets, went through so much to find his person and got me and the hamster a better place to live, but I didn't want to show too much affection, afterall, I was used to keeping closed to everyone I don't trust. But in a way I trusted him more than I was willing to admit to myself.

At the end of this thought thread I got up from the mattress and started making my way to the living room. I knew for sure that the hamster would sit there in front of his 'magic box' and watch TV all day.

He's been an informant for us all a lot lately, keeping us updated over events that happened in the world, or lifestyle tips for us that were actually useful, like that too much tuna is unhealthy for a cat. Good thing that I got to know that, because the last thing I wanted was to die due to an overdose of tuna.

If I could ask anyone as subtle as possible about what dogs like to do, he was my best bet. I just felt like giving something back for once.