Shrimpy, Big Tiger, and Little Girl. We'd rather be in Philadelphia.
Not a clue what's happening here. Dice, Noelle, and Burrito.
Bailey gives the yawn of the week.
It's kinda gross, but you can see where Burrito's eye is rolled back.
Diego would not sit still for me
Lily, seen here, being white
Prince, in the only clear shot I could get of his face.
Tulip. Damn I tried to get that label out of the photo.
Hendrix, who held this exact pose for at least a dozen shots. And I *wanted* him to move.
Shrimpy or Big Tiger
Carlyn. Stupid flash wouldn't fire.
Noelle. I just like this one.
Bailey, who wouldn't look directly at the camera.
The flash didn't fire, and it's noisy as hell, but I think this is the best of the Burrito sleeping shots.
Diego has unusually round eyes for a cat. The better to see you with, my dear. RIP January 2014.
I just love the whole white thing.
Yawn of the week.
Brooklyn with his rescuer
Gigi really knows how to avoid getting photographed.
Bedford or Berry, lying on Bedford or Berry.
Hendrix, in his lovely camo bed.
I had a better one of these, but the flash didn't go off. Of course, that's why it's better--her eyes were really open. Sigh.
Burrito awake; Noelle asleep.
Dice, in the ever continuing struggle to get that damn pink ball.
A woman, seeing Brooklyn like this, asked me if he was okay--she thought there was something wrong with him. :)
Gigi...da da da da da da da da da da da da...gigi
Desi, slowly--and not too gracefully, I might add--trying to get out of his hammock.
See? Hendrix hasn't moved at all.
Noelle awake, Burrito asleep. Actually, given the look on her face, I think she's killed him.
Burrito slept through a whole photo session.
Pink ball! Pink ball!
Brooklyn, upside down. Does that make him Bronx?
Henry. I hate this flash
Deanna, aka Alien, aka Vulcan
Emily gives me the paw