Oh, hi there! Good to see you, better to eat you, but that’s my lot in life now…being observed by every tasty bit of human you can imagine. I especially savor (drooling but you can’t tell) the little chubby ones that are perched on the human’s back in a harness, already caught.
Why do they continue to tempt me, weaving to and fro by my vision, even tapping annoyingly on the glass. Little do they know I am strong, could break through.
It’s not a bad life really, no hunting required, fresh food every day, clean unpolluted water, why complain?