I know that look. It's the seen-it-all look of a watchcat who, despite being only three years old, knows the ins and outs of security tactics like the back of her paws. Today, she wouldn't let anyone get near the laundry--not even me...even though it's my laundry:
Watchcat Rosie focused resolutely on her assigned sector in October 2003:
I wish I could remember the source, but a few days ago, I watched an interview with a professor. She took issue with journalists who wrote about last week's mob attack on the U.S. Capitol. She said that referring to the rioters as "storming the Capitol" romanticizes the attack. As she pointed out, there was nothing noble about what those rioters did.
I can't argue with that.
You know you're in good paws when your watchcat can focus on his assigned sector, think deep thoughts, and maintain a serious expression simultaneously:
She didn't even have to taste the water. Just from being within close proximity of it in Spring 2016, Watchcat Sylvia could tell that the water needed to be filtered. That's a talented watchcat:
Sometimes, a watchcat will give you a look that says, "Don't mind me. I'm just casting a sidelong glance at my assigned sector." Such was the case with Watchcat Rosie in Winter 2007:
Most intruders aren't built that low to the ground, but in April 2007, Watchcat Sammy spotted one that was:
