There’s no denying that Macbeth is very photogenic, as far as cats go (though honestly, I don’t know of many who aren’t). So yesterday when he posed himself in my favorite chair with the light shining on him just so, I grabbed my Nikon off the coffee table and tried to capture a few images of him before he decided to retreat back under the bed.
Of course, we live with a dog who probably needs to be on Xanax and Ritalin. So the Super! Exciting! Movement! stirred her as well, and all I had the chance to capture was…
(Please note – that mysterious white object at the very bottom of the frame is NOT a massive dust bunny, but merely a remnant of Roxie’s latest conquest over the Evil Dog Bed)
And he was off, running from the big yellow dog.
It was nice while it lasted, but I guess you just had to be there.