I was trying to open the package of shredded Mozzarella cheese to put on my salad, when I noticed that I was holding the bag upside down, the zip-lock had unzipped, and the cheese was pouring onto the floor.
Bailey, meanwhile, began fixing the problem. He didn’t say anything to embarrass me, he just quietly started to clean up the mess. It’s just a coincidence that cheese is his favorite food. He didn’t want to call any attention to my mistake, and was just trying to help me out.
By the time I looked more closely to see what my problem was, Bailey was in the Zone, cleaning up the floor for me.
Wasn’t that nice of Bailey?