Their mean, their tough and you don’t want to mess with them. We live in the bad part of town and these two run the joint. They’ll rub their snotty nose on your clean shirt, put peanut butter finger prints on your new jeans, squeal louder and higher than your neighbors house alarm and when your not looking they will steal all the black olives from your Greek salad.
If you watch them closely though, you will find they have a soft side. This shot was of the two on the way home from feeding the ducks. “Hungee, ducks” as they would call them. Earlier today they were found terrorizing our city’s museum and making the secretary hand over her stickers. With a sly smile the smaller one said “Dank doo” (thank you).