This is my 'little babeh gurl'. aka, Rascal, Rasky, Rasky-Rask, and Rasky girl.
She tolerates the 'kids' and sometimes I find her having a game of chase with Pawsha, but for the most part, she ignores them. So, to give her some peace, I let her go into the garage where she likes to sit on things high up and look out the window then sleep in the sun.
Usually when I try to get a picture of her, she zips off like she hasn't got her hair done for the occasion or something. But the other day, she was on the trunk of our car just being all pretty and looking at me as if she were saying "Well, here's your photo op for the year. You best take advantage of it."
Yeah, she's my Rasky Girl. Living in a Rasky world.
Location: Calma's garage
Port Orchard, WA