Disciples of Otis,
Brother Oliver here.
In my ongoing effort to get Thomas’s mind off of wiener dogs and, in case Thomas is the one moving it around, my ongoing effort to make that creepy minion stop appearing in weird places, I decided to try another distraction. My last little ruse didn’t really work as planned, but I knew this time I would be successful.
Even though he sometimes pretends that the photo sessions are a big hassle, Sir Thomas has always been fully onboard with my “Whiskered Gallantry” photo series. This morning, when I told him I had an idea for the next installment in the series, he said, “Well, I did have a lot planned for this morning, but I guess I could do that… you know… for art.” But I could see the excitement in his eyes. As usual, he was an excellent photo subject, and I was able to realize my creative vision. I give you Whiskered Gallantry #10- Profile of the Knight!
While I was definitely able to realize my creative vision, I was less successful at meeting my goal of getting Thomas’s mind off wiener dogs for. Immediately before he struck the pose above, he said, “I’m imagining my gaze is piercing right through the very soul of commander of a massive wiener assault force. He cannot withstand the gaze. His courage collapses. He barks the retreat, and the whole wiener army retreats on their comically stubby legs!”
Oh well… at least I got the picture.
So Sayeth Brother Oliver