Mao here! So tonight Momma decides to take pictures of us Ballicai. Trouble is, it's hard for me to keep my eyes open for pictures. Momma's taken lots of pictures of me, but in many of 'em, my eyes are closed because of the camera flash. But because the living room's dark, she has to have the flash workin' on the camera so we that Ballicai can be seen in the pictures.
Kind of a conunderum, er connundrum, errr... between a rock and a hard place thing, isn't it?
Anyway, here's the story of picture-taking night for me and my kittysisters and how Momma finally got a picture of me with my eyes open.
Here's me, Chairman Mao, catnappin' on Momma's desk.
Momma sez, "Say Cheese!" And I look up at her and smile. But I close my eyes.
So forgettin' about pictures and stuff, I move to the other side of her desk and start playin' with the strap of her camera bag. She says "Say Cheese!" again, but I close my eyes.
Now by this time, two of my sisters, Brainball and Dorydoo, have gotten up on the other side of Momma's desk, and they're watchin' the goings-on. Lookit little MaoMao, they're sayin'. He just can't keep his eyes open.
So now, I'm sayin', Girls! Whattareyagonnado. I'm a cat! Why does Momma keep sayin' cheese, ferPete's sake? Cheese is boring. Say Stinky Goodness, say Stinky Goodness. You know... WET FOOD! Like turkey flavor!
My glamorous, oldest sister, Marilyn MonREOW, reclinin' up on the nice warm stereo receiver, takes notice and sez: Hey, MaoMao kept his eyes open! Tell him stinky goodness, Momma, tell him stinky goodness! I'm tired of all this picture racket. A girl's gotta get her beauty sleep.
So Momma sez: "Stinky Goodness, Turkey Flavor!", and here's the picture she got, of me posed with her fuzzy yellow jellybean and everything. Aren't I handsome!
Comin' up soon: the truth about evil coffee stirrers.