After a debauched two hours drinking and chatting with my daughter - if you can call two glasses of lime & soda debauched - Kika was waiting patiently for me on the swimming-pool wall. (She's in the centre of the photo above the hibiscus.)
Well, I say 'waiting patiently', though there was a definite 'Where have you been?' in her greeting and I think I detected a tapping of paw on the cement wall.
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She proceeded to weave her slalom course through the railings - and then she heard the whirring of my camera.
What a poser she is!
Is this my best side?
.... or this?
...... or how about this?
Kika must be at least fourteen years old - she was a stray - but she's a real prima donna, isn't she?
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