The Woman seems to have decided it was time for my closeup.
Whatever.This, by the way, is The Face I use when The Nuisance they call Jenny tries to bounce at me. It works. Today I was on the porch trying to come in as she was going out and she backed down and then made a wide detour around me. Ha! One just has to be firm.
Life is pretty good these days. There is a screen door in our part of the house with a loose place at the bottom which means I have a private entrance/exit. Sometimes Angeline will brave up and go out but not often. The only real problem is that sometimes The Woman allows our food bowl to get half empty. Half empty! The bare bottom showing on one side! That's when I give her The Face. What a travesty! The Face says.
Angeline doesn't do The Face but boy, does she come running when I shame The Woman and the kibble rattles into the bowl. Angeline has a hidey place in the box springs under The Woman's bed. She's what you might call an introvert.
I, on the other hand, have this nifty bed That Man made with a mattress and quilt The Woman made. At last, they seem to understand what is due to me. The bed is quite excellent but when The Child is here, she will appropriate it for her dolls. I graciously humor her and don't even do The Face. She is even more bouncy than The Nuisance.
