I thought I would try to get a good shot of Grover and get a print made for my mom for Mother's Day. Sometimes things do not go as planned.
It is probably a good thing I don't know what he was thinking but here is what I imagine was going through his fuzzy litle head.
How Dare you point that thing at me.
How is this for a pose? (notice the little tongue sticking out)
Must you take pictures of me while I eat the plants I know I am not supposed to be eating.
You call that a treat it takes like !@&@^!#%@!()$#_
Okay fine just take my picture and get it over with..