Rodney had a dastardly smile when he saw his pet walking down the stairs. Words could not describe how pleased with himself he was. He keep his eyes on her as she goes ans sits down at the table. Her master was a little upset she didn't take her seat of honor on his lap. It seemed she still had more training ahead of her. "Or you could sit on my lap, Kaitlynn dear, no need to be so shy. You're always welcome on my lap." He told her, knowing full well that wasn't what she was being bashful about. He patted his lap. Really what sounded like a suggestion was actually a command, and if she didn't want to be punished latter she would obey.