The Clicking Black Monster

Today I encountered some sort of black beast with a long nose who could flash quick shots of bright light out of his one eye and was attacking my Dad’s face.  It made me cry because I was starting to really get attached to my Dad and wanted him to stick around.  Turns out all my dramatics were for nothing.  It was only something called a camera with a zoom lens and a flash.

Apparently it’s used to capture moments like when I go ballistic about cameras or make funny faces back at my Daddy and Mommy’s funny faces. I will have to make a mental note for future reference about cameras so I don’t make a scene at a party or a restaurant or something (after all, I do have a rep to protect).  One thing I have observed is my Dad’s attachment to this object and he never, ever leaves home without it. Looks like I have some competition ;)

Now that I know it won’t hurt him or eat his face and it’s all about capturing moments of me, well I’m totally down with the paparazzi and the infringement of my coveted privacy.  That is, until they bust out the naked bath shots at my high school graduation party or something.