APAD(ish) #16-18: Cat, cat, and cat

[nonelvis]

I have been incredibly remiss about posting photos for APAD(ish), even though I have been trying to take one every day. Unfortunately, when I don't get off my ass and leave the house, that means a photo of the cat. (Maybe you find this more interesting than I do? This is probably because you don't live with the cat full-time.)

Anyway, photos 16-18, behind a cut so as to spare your friends page.

The rule is very simple: if he yowls until I have to hold him on my lap to shut him up, he should not be surprised when I try to take a photo of him. Unfortunately, he disagrees with this rule. Too bad.



KITTY FEETS! This is also the only photo that shows any microscopic bit of skill whatsoever.



This is what happens when he thinks we're ignoring him: he tries to climb on the coffee table. He's gone deaf enough now that if I catch him there and start yelling and waving my hands to get him to move, he just stares at me with that "what the hell is your problem, crazy lady?" look.

Here, he's mid-yowl, complaining that I never let him do anything fun.



Tomorrow: I actually have to leave the house for a meeting! If I have time to walk there, I already know what I'll photograph on the way home. (Hint: not a cat.)

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[sanders268.livejournal.com]

I know, I know, I am a bad cat mama. I always say that Maya and Bum are kind enough to let me live in and pay the rent for their apartment.