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11.23.2016
Photo(s) of your fur babies.
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I love this challenge. Good job, Mel *thumbs up*
I have discovered, while trying to search out pics of my animinimals, that I really don't take photos of them that often. I video them. I think it's because they're all hyperactive and any photo I try and take, looks like I've captured some form of paranormal presence. You know, the blur that is simultaneously ominous and goofy:
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I made a short viddy of them instead. I only used what fit on my phone so it's not long, don't worry, and it's not very varied either, but you get the point.
c a s t:
(in order of appearance)
Sydney: is an Australian shepherd and, in reality, belongs to my aunt. However, since my sister and I spend so much time there (and often house sit for weeks on end), Sydney has become our best buddy. She knows our names, so whenever my aunt tells her we're coming over, she goes bananas. And when we're together, she wants all the of our attention, which can be a pain in the butt when she won't let you use your laptop.
Tucker: is an English Springer Spaniel and belongs to mwah. Well, he's a family pooch. His talents include sitting under my chair at ever meal time, with his head on the rungs. I've learned to sit cross-legged now because I can never put my feet down without stepping on the big, furry lump. He also loves to eat baby carrots, paper (like, why?), ice cubes, and he's a professional leaf chaser.
Loki: is a ferret! And he, technically, belongs to my 18-year-old brother, but we're all a part of his business (which is the ferret equivalent of a pack). He's also known as the Little Lion Man because when he yawns he looks like he belongs on the Serengeti, relaxing on a rock under an umbrella tree. His talents include stealing everything that's not tied down, sleeping everywhere, and licking my face with his sandpaper tongue. Sometimes he's a cat, a dog, a snake, a thief. It's weird.
Jamie: is part Bengal and all Mafia. Seriously, she's the Godfather of cats. As a barn cat, I don't own her, but I spent a year getting to know her. My goal was to have her let me near without her drawing blood, and now she loves to cuddle in my lap like we're best mates. She even lets me touch her back feet, which, for most people would leave them with a nasty scar!
