Mustang Saga

My silly goober was being very photogenic today. He let me take hundreds of pictures.
He stares at me.
What does this mean? What does he want from me?
Probably food.

Sweet eye. The shape of his ear. The curve of his back.

Romantic

And yet, this is the photo that fills me up with love:

In it I see his patience, his curiosity, his silliness, his seriousness.
His expectations of me.
His willingness to be with me.
What would I do without him?