trumping my press corps

The human was going to take a flashy-flash picture of me. We won’t have that. A cat can’t sleep with all this paparazzi about. I know I’m beautiful but one must contain oneself. Be inspired by the subject and take on a queenly air.

I didn’t think that would fly. Failing that., I slept on the camera. A lens fit nicely in the skin flap under my leg. Good curl around surface overall. Plus effective.

Apart from the whispers and coos at my cuteness. But I can live with that.

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