
I'll pose but I won't look at you
It’s cold and really windy, but this afternoon the sun came out so Katie and I took advantage of the perception of warmth and went for a drive. Mama took the camera. Katie sighed.
We went to a park that has a children’s play area. There’s a big sign filled with all the rules; one says ‘no pets.’

Not looking at you.
But since there wasn’t anyone around and since Katie can’t read we wandered in anyway.
Are you sure we can be here Mama?
It smells like children! You know I don’t especially like children. They’re noisy. Noisier than me. And that’s saying something.
Hey, there’s lots of places to sniff. Wait. You want me to sit where? Under these weird things? OK. But I’ not going to look at you.

Not looking at you.
Nope just not gonna do it.

Nope.
Darn! You got me!

Now wait a minute. You want me to climb up THERE? Oh yea. I can do that! But I’m not gonna look at you. You might as well face it.

Not looking at you.
Hey Mama this is fun and everything, but can we just go for a walk out in the grass?
I sat good for all your stupid pictures, so can we, can we? Just go nose around all that pretty grass for awhile?

Of course we can baby-girl. Right after one last shot.
Ok. But I’m not looking at you.
