(Motor on right)
Tiger: Motor, I think it's time.
Motor: Time for what?
Tiger: Time to change your photo on our blog.
T: Because you're not a little kitten anymore. You're almost as big as me.
M: Tiger, I may not look like a kitten to you, but I still feel like a kitten inside.
Besides, if I change my photo, how will our friends know if it is you or me? Will Flynn and Eric recognize me? Or what about Angel and Kirby? They come visit us all the time (and we appreciate that) and I don't want to confuse them.
T: OK, you make a good point there. Maybe when we are in a photo together, Mom could always photograph me on the left, and you on the right.
M: Tiger, that's silly. I always look the best when I am photographed on the left. You have any other ideas?
T: Well our friends will always know it's you if they only see a tail, or your feet and the rest of you is behind a curtain.
M: Very funny Tiger, very funny.
OK, if I have to change my photo, I know which one I want to use.
T: Oh really. Which one?
M: The photo I look the sharpest in, of course. The one where I throw my head back and let the wind blow through my hair.
M: Yeah, that's the one!
T: Uh Motor, you seem to be getting a bit carried away.
M: Tiger, when you are as handsome as I am, you always have to look your best. My fans, oh, I mean friends, expect that from me.