No, you have not been drinking, haha.
Well, I just realized that we have not posted our (huge) collection of photos gone astray so maybe on those days that long for something/ANYTHING about which to comment I will share a couple of my…er…mama’s screwup pics just to prove that things aren’t always hunky dory, whatever that is, around here in the photography department.
MAMA, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO HOLD THE CAMERA STILL WHEN YOU SHOOT!
And how about this bent-ear expression? Jeez!
I can’t face any more of these…
I can’t tell you how many photo flops my mom has taken of me, but it’s more than there are leaves on my tree, that’s for sure. Chin nuzzles.
I like that, chin nuzzles..
Those are too cute to be flops. 🙂
Go Ellen you flatter me always, merci.
Oh, thank you 😊!
Merci again!
MOL! Those are funny, Loulou. You don’t look pleased with your bent ear.
It was my Yoda impression ear. Have to watch out for that.
Ooooh – that book was wonderful!! SO reminded me of Sassy – and Mya and Sassy would have been best friends – or compatable enemies….. I miss Sassy the Cat! Pepper howled (he was blind) when she died and looked out the window – that’s what told Mamma animals have spirits! But we know that.
Oh, we miss Sassy, too, and we didn’t even have the pleasure of KNOWING her. But we know her….
My Mom is not a “premiere” photo-taker either….she shakes or wobbles or just plain gets the lighting wrong. But I love her so I let her make crazy photos of me. We have to let them have their little treats sometimes Loulou!!!! It makes them happy.
Hugs, Teddy
Yes, we must allow them their little abberations, haha.
Those were pretty fun though Loulou, love that bent ear!
Well, mama was scratching it so I allowed it.
The first one looks like you are being very creative with your arms LouLou. And your ears in the second one -amazing !
Yes, I was practicing my Yoda impersonation.
Loulou, perhaps you could think about sitting very still, so your exquisite beauty made be adequately captured!
Still? Sitting? Maybe mama should only take snooze shots.
Don’t worry, my dad does that kind of thing almost constantly!
Oh, birds of a feather, haha.