Priscilla ought to be a model.

When I asked if I could take her picture she not only consented, but she struck a pose and held it.

So all three pics look practically identical.

Priscilla and her roomie Mike moved into the house a few doors up the street back in December.

She had an operation a week or so ago, but she had recovered and was feeling frisky by the time I saw her this time. As soon as I pulled out the phone to take a photo though, she settled down. 

I guess we know what she wants to be when she grows up.