I’m already missing her and I think I’m going to be spending a lot of time looking over all the photos I’ve taken of her – as a late night companion she had to put up with a fair amount of experimentation (with flash, telephoto, long exposure and the like). Poor thing. I’m sure wherever she is now she’ll be happy not to have my camera poking into her face any more.
In fact one of the first things we did when we got Gertie – she was a rescue cat who arrived with us via Battersea Dogs & Cats Home – was pose her for a photograph with a stuffed pig (called Pig). The resulting shot of bewilderment and confusion found itself onto a mug. I may go and have a coffee from it in a moment. And reflect. I’m doing a lot of reflecting today.
You can admire Gertie (she always liked to be admired), large, here.