Ace CC and Evita ponder the meaning of The Yellow Ball.
Just say "no!" to wearing cats as shoulder pads.
I love lighting tabbies and maine coons from below.
Oooh, yeah, that's the spot!
Honda and Yamaha
And after said epic retouching job.
Fine, I'll get out of the hammock.
Ms. Halloween, enjoying a bath.
Orange kitten, aka Cheddar.
Freon has the eyes of an old soul.
Having mastered the mysteries of The Yellow Ball, Ace CC and Evita move on to pondering The Wisdom of the Litter Box.
Diesel. That spot looks like a beret.
Mo-mo ponders the light.
Coqui is a lens lunger.
Honda takes time out of his busy doing-happy-paws-on-his-sister schedule to finally look at the camera
Getting to know you...
Mary and Mara Beth
Orange kitten has a quiet moment
Freon with Cindy in the background
In this shot, Collin actually looks like an adolescent; most of the time he looks like an adult.
Sylvester looking coy.
Ace CC snuggles up to his new meal ticket.
Janet Jensen and Fluffy
Honda wonders how Yamaha can possibly sleep through that bright flashing light.
Hannibal Lecter Chihuahua and his patient person.
Wendy/Blondie, once again pre-retouch
I loved shooting Emma.
That brown patch under Ms. Halloween's chin looks like lipstick.
Shy orange kitten.
Is her name Molly?
If you don't stop that, I can't promise I won't use my tiny but razor-sharp claws on you, Cindy.
Collin "dust magnet" Cat
Friends of Ace CC and Evita's adopter, snuggling with Evita.
Fluffy gives Bella-Belle a run for the money in the cuteness contest.
Toot-toot-Tootsie, don't cry...
Wanda/Blondie before what promises to be an epic retouching job.
Susan #3 and Spunky
Golda. No matter what I did, I could only capture this same expression.
Marmalade, the Walter Matthau of cats.
Sylvester. I put the pink toy there for contrast.
Fluffy dreaming her dreamy dreams.