Excuse Me, Paparazzi?

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  • Window Gazing

I caught her mid-groom in the basket bed by the window and she immediately stopped to give me this look. You know the look — the one that says “excuse me? Do you mind? This is a private grooming session.”

The sunlight was hitting her just right, making her look all fluffy and majestic, which only made the sass more powerful. Privacy means nothing in this house when you’re that photogenic.