So I'm minding my own business, hangin' out, doing some grooming.
And that darn flashy box keeps going off. Mommy! Stop that!
I try to tell her this is a private moment...
...but she keeps saying how cute I am. Of course I'm cute, but that doesn't make this a moment for the worldd to share.
That's it, I'm done.
Then, she comes over to try and pet me. No way lady! She has the nerve to say....
"Has someone gotten a visit from Mr. Cranky????"