It isn’t often that Calla doesn’t get a picture taken for half a week. She actually didn’t mind it much. It was pretty cold most of that time and she spent quite a bit of time upstairs where it is warmer. I gave up and started shutting up the windows.
So this evening I went to where she was sitting on the stair landing and took some pictures.
So what has Calla so torqued? It can’t be the pictures alone, she’s resigned to that by now I’d imagine.
What could be wrong?
Somebody has too much time on his hands and thinks he’s funny, that’s what’s wrong.
Ah…she’ll get over it.