... from Kili, our elderly owner of the house pet. (The photo isn't Kili, but the expression on her face is identical! A tip o' the hat to Midwest Chick for the image.)
In my case, the look isn't because I'm offering her salad: it's because I pulled the wrong container out of the fridge. She expects a dollop of milk and/or half-and-half and/or sour cream now and again, and I didn't produce any of them!
Who's in charge around here, anyway? She knows - it's just that her dumb human servants keep getting it wrong!
Peter
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