Back on Father's day, I went out to dad's new place for dinner.
It's starting to look like a home! (A home in progress, that was recently threatened with flooding, that is.)
My dad with his new old topless Mercedes:
Does this mean he's having a mid-life crisis? (It has a hard top that comes off.)
Dad's dog doesn't like his wife's cat.
The dog is an outside dog, and the cat is an inside cat, but I don't think things will go well for the cat if they ever end up on the same side of the door! (Or, in this case, window.)
I call the rest of this series "taking a portrait photograph of a cat is hard":
Cat has not yet noticed the camera:
Cat notices camera:
Perhaps if we distract the cat:
Cat: "Why do you retreat from me? I come closer to you!"
"Let me rub up against you!"
I realize the cat is fascinated by the dangling strap, and try using that to my advantage:
Cat: "You fascinate me! Please let me rub up against you!" (They *know* when you're allergic to them, I'm sure of it!)
Dad pulls out the laser pointer.
Ah ha! Dad tired him out! He's sitting still!
Success! (Not perfect, but he is finally posing reasonably well.)
1 comment:
Cat pictures are indeed challenging.
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