I have a number of very oddball pictures! I was unpacking from my recent move and found a camera I hadn’t seen/used in a number of years. I flipped through 139 photos of my son’s high school graduation. Photos 140-143 perplexed me for a few minutes. (I will mention I have worked in human and animal medicine most of my life, so my curiosity got the best of me.) DOA […]
As part of our household menagerie, we have had 2-3 cats at all times. Due to a series of unfortunate events, we were down to one cat for past year. (Tasha the Fairy Godmother https://annesquared.wordpress.com/2013/04/09) We were at the point that we wanted another cat and A friend of a friend of a friend called to ask if we could take her cat so she wouldn’t get evicted from her apartment. We met “Shade” aka “Shea” aka “Little Grey” (don’t your pets have numerous names?) and decided to try integrating her into our household. Her liveliness and curiosity were expected. The obsession with my cell phone? A bit of a surprise. The little “Shea” loves having her picture taken!
Impromptu close-up
“Fine, I’ll take your picture but BACK UP!”
Is that better?
“You need to get out of the lens…and my face.”
(Now she has decided to assist with the writing of this blog and is sitting on my lap staring at the screen, major purr going.)
I’d purrfur a purr ringtone!
Yes, “dogs barking” was the set tone – I hear it!
Profile shot – great cat, rookie photographer
Not your best side, Little Grey!
I want a professional photographer!
Not time for a cat-nap yet…let’s try one more time!
So photogenic…
We were both pleased with this shot. I liked her highlighted face and she liked that the shadows matched her grey coat.
We decided this picture was the “cat’s meow.”
What has been your experience with pets and pics?
Tasha the Fairy Godmother is very short blog about one my daughter’s reference to one of our cats. A cute quip.
I have always silently called Tasha “Houdini” because we have an ongoing battle once spring arrives – she attempts to escape the house anytime she can. Last night, through a series of “misunderstandings” (2 new teen friends that ignored house rules about closing doors to the outside) Tasha left the house. While she is good about returning inside on the command “house”, I didn’t know she was outside, and let the dogs into the back yard. They didn’t recognize T and scared the bejeezus out of her and she took refuge under the deck.
This morning she is gone. I know all the tricks of the trade for finding a lost cat and the plan has been implemented. This past week I managed to bring my anxiety and stress to a manageable level – all of that is out the window. I am to blame for the disappearance of the Fairy Godmother. Just ask my daughter – she will gladly provide a list of all my shortcomings that lead the the disappearance of T the FG.
Dear Fairy Godmother – Please come back. Or at least send your magic wand. We are all missing you. While I am not the sort to bargain with or bribe children – name your price or I am doomed. Signed, Her Highness, Queen of Anne2 Kingdom. (I think she made off with my crown.)
View from my Castle
The cat could be anywhere in the midwest of the USA.
My missing crown – aka -(The Crown of Rudolf II later became the imperial crown of the Austrian Empire. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
If you see a large grey cat, no collar, with this crown – you know who to call.
Doom aka Kinda like an angry teen. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Angry teens with loud voices (and big fires) scare off animals.
This I know. I am, afterall, the Queen an INTJ Mom.
Anne Squared 