Some days it isn’t easy getting nice pictures for the blog. You look up and there’s nobody around. You have to dig into your bag of tricks to get nice photos like this of Rhea’s pink nose.
Or of Davout’s crazy whiskers and worried look….
It looked grim when I peeked over the television resting in one of the small one’s favorite nooks.
I did find Davout, and enticed him to play with the end of Rhea’s leash for a while. This corner is a bit dark to get good face shots of old-brown-nose unless he’s right up in the light. I also saw a bit of a mat forming on him so pulled him up to the light to free it.
He’s not so happy about being held up like this, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
And by this time, Rhea had heard that something interesting was happening and joined the party.