Of Spilt Milk

As dinner was winding down this evening, Heidlebeere poured Himbeere some chocolate milk.  Only she missed a little and there was a spill.
Himbeere: Hey, Quasar!  Come clean up this mess!
(Quasar is the dog, about 12 1/2 years old.)
Me: Quasar canʻt get up on the table anymore.  This is a job for Max.
(Max is the puppy that Heidlebeere recently acquired, now about twelve weeks old and full of energy)
Meanwhile, Brombeere is looking down ,shaking her head, wondering what kind of people she lives with.