Kitteh.

I'm not a 'cat person' per se, but I do love my particular cat.  It's because she's awesome and puts up with a tons of stupid stuff that Josh & I make her do.  She also does all the really cute cat stuff like lick her paw and rub her face with it to clean herself.  It's adorable.

But she's not an outside cat.  Now that we live on the 2nd floor, though, we let her hang out on the porch every now and then.  She loves it.  Totally acts like she's the queen of the jungle and the porch is her kingdom.

Surveying her subjects.

So the other day, the lighting was gorgeous and I closed the door so she was forced to be my photography subject.  She was sort of okay with it, but still acted like a teenager that was being inconvenienced by her parents.

"Look at me... I'm posing perfectly with a pinecone... are we done yet?"

"Okay... this is dumb now."