This is the Natasha I am used to. Confident. Impatient. Cocky. Telling me to stop taking pictures and get in the Jeep and LET’S GO NOW ! ! ! The Boss of The Herd (I keep telling her that I am the boss, but she just humors me).
But even Queen Natasha the Evil can get tired after a long day of hiking. We are parallel parked on a street in downtown Asheville and she is holding her head out the window trying to watch the world go by. I was able to take this picture from the drivers seat and catch her reflection in the side view mirror on the passenger side of the car. Can you tell that sleep is overcoming her?
Makes me laugh because I remember her as a puppy (terrorizing her “Mama Bear” Nikita). Natasha used to run around the house, but she would get so sleepy that she would literally fall asleep in mid stride and collapse to the floor sound asleep and sleep for an hour. I called her the Narcolepsy Puppy.