“Hey look guys, it’s that lady who always comes and feeds us! Let’s see what she’s got today! Hey wait a minute, what’s that black thing? Is that some really, really old bread? She gettin' cheap on us? No! It’s a camera! Run! Run! Run back to Mamma!”
Yes, I am, in fact, that purely and easily amused. :-) Either that or it’s late and I’m loopy from sniffing wood stain and polyurethane from finishing my photo boxes. Even locked myself out of the house. Thankfully, I’m the one who hid the spare key.