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Shadow catcher

My recent cat-sitting stint in nordeast Minneapolis: while Rocky, the black panther, slept warily, Lola (the shadow catcher) kept me busy full-time. Here she is (above) feigning cool, leonine sanity.

And what does this expression tell me? No doubt the block-headed human has failed once again to anticipate the precious one’s current whim.