He sat patiently behind me while I finished my soup. He wanted to lick the bowl.
He put his paw on my shoulder to remind me that he was waiting. 
He knows this is part of the ritual he must suffer through before he gets his soup.
He's happy after getting to lick the soup bowl.
(He looks frownie, but take my word for it.)
Jack says, "Iz can haz soup?"
The End.
Here are a couple more pics of my little men:
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Awww . . . sweet little Sammy! And sweet little other puppy with the big ears! What a sweet little story of pictures!
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