Before you all helped me come to my senses about sending Jenny a bunch of dumb flowers, I sniffed around at the neighborhood flower place. While we were there, my human took some pictures of me and Brother Dutch. Today's photo is one of those pictures.
I call it Exhibit A of why all pictures should be of me. Seriously. I don't know why my human even bothers taking pictures of Dutch. He hates cameras and cameras hate him. Half the time he won't even look at the camera, and when he does, looks kinda miserable. And he would never ever do stuff like ride a donkey, wear a lobster suit, or drink soda.
But for some reason, my human still insists on taking Dutch's picture. She gives him cookies for it too. Cookies that could (and should) be mine! Because I love cameras and cameras love me. I mean, do I totally grab your attention in today's pic, or what?