With a soft chuckle, "All right, you win. I never thought being a pet means I can eat fish on a daily basis. I wouldn't mind a little variety for my palate like chicken and turkey."

He looks at his violin pitifully, "It might have seen better days, but I think the strings are too worn and scratchy and that's why it was thrown away. Now if it's a good violin, I'm sure it could move and inspire people."

With a small shake of his head as he takes a few hearty bites. "You don't have too. This is fine. As long it isn't raining and snowing, at least I'm not cold or wet."