I always knew my pussy was a self-absorbed, one-of-a-kind, scene stealing feline but I had no clue he could also act as a producer, director, location scout, lighting manager and camera man at the same time.
While I was under the impression Mr. Bear was taking charge for my well-being, he had other ideas…
After all of the spotlight stealing, Tedstar needed a cattail to take the edge off.
After resting his weary paws, TB realized he was one pooped pussy and decided it was a wrap (such a diva already).
Upon waking up the next morning, I could tell Ted was wondering where the fabulous lighting had gone as he cruised from room to room looking for our mini manse guests.
Since he’s so lonesome for the camera, I make him feel better every other minute by shouting –
“Lights! Camera! Teddy!”