Sunday, August 26, 2007
Pictures of Me
People have been asking why there are so few pictures of me in this blog and so many of Sophie - who, of course, nobody wants to see at all. The answer, dear reader, is twofold: first, it's so that you can share a little in the Wonderful World of Daisy and experience the world as I do. By now you will know what it's like to anticipate something good (you go to my blog, expecting to see me; I hear Mum in the garden and go to find her, expecting a handful of Iams), only to find something nasty waiting for you (you get a photo of Sophie; I get the real thing staring at me through the metalwork of the Bench). Unpleasant, isn't it? We have a right to have this blog to ourselves, just you and me, my dear admirers, and I have a right to have my garden to myself without feline interlopers. Life so often lets us down.
Well, there I am, and if you can drag yourself away from that I'll tell you the second reason. I don't like having my photograph taken. As a kitten I didn't really care, but now I do. Here are some pictures of me trying not to have my picture taken.
Rule 1: Never face the camera
Rule 2: If you accidentally face the camera, look away
Well, there I am, and if you can drag yourself away from that I'll tell you the second reason. I don't like having my photograph taken. As a kitten I didn't really care, but now I do. Here are some pictures of me trying not to have my picture taken. Rule 1: Never face the camera
Rule 2: If you accidentally face the camera, look away
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Look Who's Got A New Collar
