This afternoon, our cat Tippy was sitting on a square of folded-up pink tablecloth looking quite dainty for a cat of her size. Of course, she moved when I approached her with a camera.
Tippy is quite the talker. If she remains stationary you can have long, musical conversations with her, like so:
ME: What's your problem, Tippy?
TIPPY: Myarr.
ME: Oh really?
TIPPY: Myaarr.
ME: Tell me about it!
TIPPY: Myaar.
ME: Well!
TIPPY: Myarr.
ME: WELL, WHAT IS IT!
TIPPY: ...Myar.
ME: What are you telling me for?
...And so on into the night. A taste:
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