Tried to do a quick photo shoot with the cats in the garden yesterday evening. I had to work fast as there were amazingly large thunder clouds heading our way and the light was fading. Pepper ruled herself out from the finished pictures by looking as if she were possessed and trying to stand on her head, whilst Mrs Pod kept running towards the camera every time I pointed it at her. Even Posky, who is usually more alert to striking a pose at the sight of a DSLR camera than Victoria Beckham, was more interested in investigating a compost bag than co-operating. Charlie was having his own problems - Ben seemed to be creeping up on him with some kind of malevolent intent and it was making him nervous. Finally, I got these!
'I can't concentrate - there's a rabbit looking at me...'
'He's still there isn't he? What the hell is he doing??!??'
'How about this? Quick, take it then I'm off, I think he's got a knife or something!'
'Am I getting paid for this? I'll work for tuna...'