The following is a depiction of an actual event that happened after dinner last night. I don't know if my whiskers had anything to do with the outcome, but Mom said that they looked magnificent.
Please Mom, may I have some chicken? You know it's my favorite.
Please, please! Look at how cute I am and look at my long white whiskers!
Mmm, here it comes!
We continue to have dear Daisy in our thoughts. Please get well, our friend!