April 11, 2011

Bwahaha! I did it!

Mebbe if I closes my eyes, she won't sees me.

This is after chasing him around the house again; only this time with the “real” camera. Mr. no-fun in question spent a time running from me, and doing the usual turning his head away from the camera. Then, he decided that if he was going to submit to having his picture taken, it might as well be a badass one. So he viciously shook the empty beaver carcass (no shots were usable from that display of manly, vicious, studliness) and jumped on the bed. I think he’s thinking if he closes his eyes, I’ll go away because I can’t see him and therefore can’t take his picture. This is only the best of a string of shots I got off with his eyes closed.

Ok, since you're still there and all, I might as well not look like you beat me.

And there he is with his eyes open and he’s even deigned to grace me with a smile. A smile and weird ears. D’ar is there because D’ar likes having his picture (narcissistic little despot that he is).

Patience Wearing Thin & Crooked Ears

Nembu’s patience with picture taking is wearing thin; still with the weird, crooked ears. What’s wrong with this dog? Oh yeah, a lot.

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