Obviously,
I have not yet given up photography. Somebody has to
get these cats onto the
web site. Maybe this doesn't
really count as photography because it's not intended to be
"art" or as we say here in the nawtheast "aht". Maybe I can
just swear off photographing family gatherings since I've
been slacking on the "Hi Bob" photos lately anyway.
Seamus came back but doesn't seem to
be bothering Sandy this time. And there are hordes of new
cats particularly ones named Samantha. Please spay/neuter
your pet. So the
other night at the
Bridge
Review web site
launch/reading
there was a question/comment session after the readings and
I was seized with a huge desire to grab the microphone just
to say "Please spay/neuter your pets." It was a strong urge
but I resisted as the upper left hand corner of my brain
reminded me it would be sort of inappropriate at a literary
gathering. Must keep straight my intersections with the
poetry, cat, and piping plover scenes. Anyway, I guess I had
unwanted sick kittens on the brain and wanted to let people
know how much suffering they cause by letting kitty have
just one litter so she knows what it feels like to be a
mother or whatever excuse they use for propagating kittens
they have no intention of keeping or caring for properly.
End soap box.
So
today I found out the secret of how the professional press
photographer gets so much better photos of our cats (besides
having a 3 megapixel camera compared to my 640x480). He has
an assistant! I knew this required two people! The assistant
(his wife in this case) entertains the cats with one of
those cat toys dangling from a string while he watches for
the good shot. He's not trying to keep them from jumping on
him or getting out of their cages before they've been tested
and vaccinated. He's only composing good pictures. Me? I'm
relating to the cats and trying to take their portraits at
the same time. Now if I could just get an assistant to
distract my family with a dangling cat toy at family
gatherings, I'll be all set. Well, that and one of the new
6.1 megapixel cameras.
The
sky looks like snow, which fits with the weather forecast
for this afternoon and tomorrow. Depending on which radio
station I listen to and which half hour I tune in the snow
is supposed to start either late this afternoon or late
tonight and to accumulate from 1 to 3 inches or 4 to 7
inches. It's been so warm lately I've forgotten that it's
winter and that Christmas is coming very soon. So alarmingly
soon that downtown Newburyport is filled with Christmas
shoppers and I can't find a place to park to get a cup of
coffee at Fowle's.
I have a hard time believing that tomorrow will be snowy or
that Christmas shopping is even in order. Isn't it still
October? Wouldn't I be early if I started Christmas shopping
today?
Tomorrow will be soon
enough.
And here are the two aforementioned
Samanthas who couldn't look less alike.

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