I wanted to get a formal picture of Elsie Mae so one afternoon I arranged my photo area, picked up Elsie Mae, and sat her on the stool.
Just what do you think you are doing?
Hmm, is that a noise I hear?
How far am I sitting up off the floor?
(Swish, swish goes the tail.)
Is that something moving down there?
Maybe I ought to instead explore what is behind this door.
Rats, I have to face forward again.
Humans can be so boring at times.
Wait! I saw something move outside the window.
You know, I'm fed up with this photography thing.
It's totally boring sitting on a hard stool.
