McMollie
Fuzzy
This is Fuzzy. His real name is Andre and he used to be my cat. He was a scrawny, little feral cat that my mom and I rescued from Gibson Ranch many years ago. At some point, my mom appropriated him so that her cat (Sean, who is a demon and thus cannot be photographed) would have someone to beat up on a regular basis.
He got the name Fuzzy because when we found him, he had no hair. He did, instead, have ring worm. (I didn't even get out of school for that one!) It may have also had a little bit to do with my reading S.E. Hinton's The Outsiders at the time.
I took this on Christmas Eve at my mom's house. The light was practically gone. The picture actually appears much lighter than it really was in the room. I had a heck of a time getting him to stay on the bed. As soon as I would stop petting him, he would try to walk off. I finally got smart and petted with my left and held the camera poised and ready in my right. After what seemed like 20 tries, I got this picture. I'm quite proud of it.
Fuzzy
This is Fuzzy. His real name is Andre and he used to be my cat. He was a scrawny, little feral cat that my mom and I rescued from Gibson Ranch many years ago. At some point, my mom appropriated him so that her cat (Sean, who is a demon and thus cannot be photographed) would have someone to beat up on a regular basis.
He got the name Fuzzy because when we found him, he had no hair. He did, instead, have ring worm. (I didn't even get out of school for that one!) It may have also had a little bit to do with my reading S.E. Hinton's The Outsiders at the time.
I took this on Christmas Eve at my mom's house. The light was practically gone. The picture actually appears much lighter than it really was in the room. I had a heck of a time getting him to stay on the bed. As soon as I would stop petting him, he would try to walk off. I finally got smart and petted with my left and held the camera poised and ready in my right. After what seemed like 20 tries, I got this picture. I'm quite proud of it.