I came upon this face about a week ago as I prepped (short for 'prepared') a batch of new potatoes. As I sorted through, checking for mites and such, this little fella looked up at me pleadingly.
OR SO I THOUGHT>>>>
For just a moment later, he looked at me like this:
I feel he is displaying definite anger and resentment towards me here.
And then, just moments later, he went all sad again, thusly:
What do you think happened here? Was the potato fearful or was he angered? Or was he infact fooling with me, playing good cop bad cop????
Later, I wondered what his face would do with various provocative props. Here are the results:
At knife-point, his anger is at a very high level. |
Beside a brandy bottle, he is a sorry drunk. |