A couple of pictures of Betsy from last month, last year. These were taken the same day as Legs in Slatted Shadows, below. I like the one above because of the way Betsy looks almost contrite, as if she's sorry about something she's done: someone she swatted, worried that she may have caused some pain, or bloodshed, even. Which, actually, she never is.
She's usually shooting some variant of this look, a cross between alarm and accusation, with a few daggers and some piss for good measure. I don't know how she got this way. She was so cute!