The other nite I decided to try to get a photo of Bitsy and Winnie was next to me on the table so I practiced on her. I think this the funniest picture because she looks like Devil Cat when she is really the sweetest kitty in the universe.
Then I started chasing the real Devil Cat around and got a few decent shots while standing on my head.
The sad part is that when I downloaded them I somehow screwed up and out of 21 pics only a handful are visible.
I am hoping that one of them is of Bitsy and that she looks recognizable if not adorable.
Not too bad but not the greatest. I will have to try again.
This one might have been OK if the idiot taking the picture had not lost some of the ears outside the frame.....she looks almost saintly which is the biggest con job since theWolf seduced Red Riding Hood into thinking he was Granny.
Sorry about that.
Her fur coat does photograph rather well.
I will attempt to retrieve one more and then call it a day.
I think I have one more of Winnie. Half asleep but looking rather contemplative........how 'bout dem whiskers? When I first got her she had nothing but little bristly black stubs. I believe that the length of the whiskers is supposed to correspond to the girth of the cat so they can judge which openings they can get through. Hmmmm, Winnie, either I will have to open the doors a bit wider for you or else put you on a diet.........no more num nums for a while, old girl. Well, maybe we will start the diet tomorrow.........
Maverick of a weird, but wonderful family. Have managed to stay alive for an astounding 86+ years kept alive by a passionate interest in many things and a sense of humor.
Have led 2 or 3 separate lives,the first 40 years as a starving artist, ceramist, and graphic designer. At age 40 a matchbook cover that said "Be A Computer Programmer" inspired me to go back to school and emerge as a binary fanatic. Loved my work, had a wonderful 20 year career as programmer and trouble shooter. At the same time I had the chance to meet, befriend and marry Jazz Cornetist Pete Daily,an idol of my youth, whom I had worshipped in my young life. Lost him to cancer after 11 wonderful (and sometimes awful) years. Retired in 1989 and had 20 years of fantastic travel adventures all over the world. Now I crochet afghans, tend my garden, my 3 cats, the neighborhood birds and squirrels, a flock of voracious hummingbirds and assorted wildlife like possums and raccoon families who come nightly to my Porch Buffet. A great life, and it ain't over yet !....(after all, I have just discovered Blogging....)