Daily Dose of Cute

Earlier today, three little beggars followed me into the kitchen to see if they might, perchance, convince me to give them a little reward for being such GOOD GIRLS.

Zelda the Black and Tan Mutt sits on the kitchen floor, looking up at me; Sophie the Torbie Cat sits on a kitchen chair, looking at me; Olivia the White Farmcat walks around on the kitchen table in the background

Zelda, mildly perturbed that Olivia couldn't get her shit together to competently perform her role in the Begging Trifecta of Cuteness, turns to Sophie and asks:

Zelda sits on the floor looking up at Sophie on the chair
"Is there anything you can do, Titchy?"

Sophie, an old pro at looking redonkulously cute in order to get whatever she wants whenever she wants it, responds, "Sure!" and sets to work.

Sophie climbing up the rungs of the chair toward me
"Give us things, Two-Legs!"

Do you think I gave them things? Of course I gave them things. I gave them ALL THE GOOD THINGS! Treats for everyone!

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