I'm dangerously close to firing my photographer. I've tried to remind her of her #1 priority, but I'm telling you she's been slacking. I took matters into my own hand this evening and busted some images out of the archives for your entertainment.

My Mom loves my jowls, especially when they are cute and wrinkly. Here is a fine specimen from my younger days.

Here is me demonstrating my zoomies as a youngster. My style is a cross between a jack rabbit and a kangaroo.

Last but not least, here is a sample of my early human manipulation skills that I had down to an art form, even during my infancy.