I'll admit, I may have been a little bit difficult this morning over breakfast. You see, because I'm so little, I find it hard to find food that is small enough for me to eat. The average strawberry is five times the size of my head.
A normal chicken egg is twice my size.
I can eat quail eggs, but Camilla can't always find them the markets. So even though this little egg was small enough I did not feel like herbs on my egg today and I do not eat out of green bowls.
Camilla told me I was being a fusspot and she was running late for work, so she put the little egg in a white bowl and ran out the door and by then it was cold anyway.