For once the sun is shining and its nice and warm. Time to catch those rays and get rid of the ubiquitous British pallor. So, it’s the sunbed out in the garden. Hold on, I’ve forgot the cold drink. Back inside and then cold coke poured, its back into the garden.
The problem is Lily the cat has decided in my short absence that the sunbed looks nice and comfortable and she is going to make the most of it. Annoyed I approach her and and as usual she she takes no notice of my imposing presence, in fact she doesn’t even deign to open her eyes, So I go back inside to grab a camera. I’ll need proof for Mrs M of the sheer audacity of the undisputed boss of the family.
Camera in hand, I once again quietly approach Lily and once again she doesn’t open her eyes – but her claws extend. Of course she knows I’m there and she’s sending me a quiet yet firm message.
“Back off mate, this bed’s mine”.
I retreat to the garden chairs, once again strangely content in knowing my place in the Marshall household pecking order.
Taken with my Fujifilm X-E2 and 35, F2.0 lens.