Postprandial Mabel

After spending a persistent and energetic twenty or so minutes pestering me about the making of her dinner, I finally relented and fed Mabel a bit earlier than usual this evening.  About thirty seconds after the food bowl hit the floor, the dish was licked clean, and Madame retired to her comfy bed for a postprandial rest.  Here she is, giving me the "Oh, for goodness sake! Not another photograph!" look.