It’s Fridaaaaaaaay. Thank Heavens, my favourite day has arrived. Bring on the weekend, filled with such excitement (eating, sleeping and reading my way through it).
So, you’ve seen this particular cat before, and you are most likely aware that he is my son. Not biologically, of course. I’m not that psychotic. He photographs beautifully, as you can tell.
I am desperate to share this image with you, simply because I’m surprised at how gorgeous it has come out, and I just love dazzling his eyes appear. That’s my boy, my Finnigan.
If you adore cats, then I’m sure you can understand why I frequently capture them in all their glory. Cats are honestly such photogenic animals. When, by chance, all of my cats group together, they resemble sought after Supermodel’s (obviously with more personality and less fake tan). And don’t get me started on their strut….I mean, it’s as if they’re walking on air.
Anyway, to end this strange tangent, I shall bid you a splendid Friday and weekend. May it be long and merry.
‘Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet..’
-Sidonie Gabrielle Colette.