... is a dog called 'Eliot'!
Here he is, right at my feet, even though there's nothing to be gained by being there.
While he waits, whether at my feet or in 'his' chair, he maintains that image of complete relaxation and contentment.
It is enough simply "to be" ... he's loved because he's 'Eliot' and not because he does anything to earn it. I guess that there's a sermon in there!!!
Meanwhile, back to porridge for me ... literally as today's breakfast and metaphorically in the sense of getting on with work!