“It isn’t a sweater!” she protests kneeling and the floor and tugging at the hem of the sweater. She stares into the mirror, looking at the garment with distaste.
“Oh come on.” Sarah attempts to persuade her, resting a nurturing paw on her shoulder. “You gotta give the people what they want!”
“Yeah!” Jessie exclaims, throwing her arms around her husky lover for the tightest embrace the petite feline can muster. “Besides, look how great my butt looks in this!”
“It is totally impractical!” Brittany splutters indignantly. “You should be taking these back to the store you got them and be demanding the other half of your sweater they cheated you out of!”
“Oh hush now Brittany.” Sarah says reaching for her camera. “Hold that cute pose Jess. This is probably the best picture we are going to get.”
“What picture!?” the redhead husky asks indignantly before being blinded by the flash of Sarah’s camera, and hearing the click of the shutter. “Get a camera phone for cripes sake you hipster.” she grumbles.
