First, Titus refused to be a frootbat. He just wasn't feeling it this week. Despite her repeated attempts to make him cooperate, he just wouldn't. He quickly grew weary of her poking at his ears and saying, "Be a frootbat, be a frootbat, be a frootbat..." in an irritating singsong voice. Personally, I would've put the bitey on her.
This is the best frootbat picture she got.
Much like my hoo-has, my luxurious winter furs have just mysteriously appeared this week. Mom tried to photograph them. Ah, no. Notice the evil glare.
You can sort of see them by my right back foot. But that's the best she's gonna do. heh heh
And last but not least - the grasping at straws post:
Nope, Tazo wasn't cooperating either. Hahahahahahaha!
Happy Friday to everyone!