I'm helping Mom sew!  Push the peddle - make noise.  Push the peddle - make noise.  It's fun and all, but I wonder why mom does it so much?

[mom's note:  Jay puts his paw on top of my foot and "helps" me push down when I want to sew.  He might or might not make a good hunting dog, but maybe we should think of tailor as an alternative occupation?]