January 11, 2009
Dog doings
Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not watching. Mean Kitty -- or should I say, Mean Kitties -- leave Bogie with a sense of impending doom.
Can you blame him? If these two cold-blooded killers were fixing me with their gimlet-eyed, blank, soulless stares, the hair -- or fur -- would be standing up on the back of my neck, too.
Escaping from the implacable hostility of the felines, Bogie sat down in the backyard and fixed me with his distinctive, intent gaze. Take a close look at his eye.
I noticed that Bogie's eye reflected everything in the scene; the sun above the chimney, the faint outline of me with camera on the left, against the house, and Bogie's own tail, on the right.
Posted by Mike Lief at January 11, 2009 10:05 PM
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