Saturday, April 3, 2010
365/89 Behind Blue Eyes
The only calm and slightly not insane four-legged animal that prowls around our home. I cornered him one evening in our bedroom and started flashing him with a speedlight. I don't know if he remained calm because he's used to this or because he was constantly being stunned by the flash-bang grenades that are my speedlights.
Took it in stride, though. Of course, he probably stomped all over my head when I went to sleep that night.
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