First, yesterday's crime scene. Duh, duh, durrrrh. Sorry. The below picture shows the impact of Sniffer flying in (no cape) AFTER Whiskey had left the room. This is why she's called Sniffer. She lifted up the table (as easily as putting on a cape, in a hurry to sniff the place where Whiskey had been hiding for some time.
Now, today. Again, Sniffer is living her name. She has spent A LOT of time sniffing the air,
sniffing everything in, around, on or near the cat.
Today, she showed a beautiful side. She wanted to make friends. Look closely at the picture below.
Can you see the pleading eyes, the nose sniffing and the, "I'm sitting so you have to reward me." pose? (The last look only works on humans, and only some humans!)
This is Sniffer trying to make friends.
Check the pictures below:
Whiskey was hiding: "Give me peace!"
Will they ever get used to each other? More tomorrow.
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