Yuki ゆき

as we were sitting on the porch, chatting away one cool afternoon, he returned from his usual roams and placed himself on the coffee table right in front of us. watching everything else but us, yet he insisted on finding a comfortable spot right there within our vision. always a proud little punk that can't get enough attention for himself. but of course he probably learned it through experience, that by staying within our vision will eventually lead us into the temptation of stroking his inviting fur. now that explains.