We were sitting out there the other day and Denise called me. That was the kid's cue to drag as much crap as humanly possible upstairs to pile on the very small sundeck. One such item was this cat house that I bought for Crony Bob, who won't go inside it. The kids are cool with that, especially Sophie.
He was very irate with me when he got out because he wasn't able to turn around like he'd wanted to, so I could take a picture of him peeking out too, meowing like his sister. I told not to worry, that I'd taken his picture and I showed him.
He yelled, "My BUTT?? You took a picture of my BUTT??"