Ben is NOT ready for his close-up, Mr. DeMille.
Something of a recent development, Ben is not liking having his picture taken (not that you would guess if you read this blog regularly). Secret witness program? Burned out with the paparazzi (um, that would be me)? You decide. But Ben now goes to great lengths not to be photographed.
Witness our last session.
We got home from our morning walk a few foggy days ago, Ben with a charming little frisson of frost encasing the hair above his ears. Huzzah! 11th-hour Christmas card/postcard material, I thought. I lined him up on the back porch for The Kanine Khristmas Kodak Kmoment (and isn't ironic that soon there will be no Kodak moments. . . more like Canon and Sony moments. But I digress.)
I pressed the view/take button on my point-and-shoot digital, the chirpy acknowledging beep went off --and Ben went into full evasive action. The following is the real Kanine Khristmas Kodak Kmoment.
|I can't tell whether this is his head or butt|
And so here we are, too late for Christmas cards/postcards (like that was really going to happen in the first place), the best of the lot before Ben decided to get all