Saturday, June 30, 2012
My Aunt recently got three new kittens! Of course, I had to go take photos.
Now, cats are something I consider myself to be quite experienced in photographing - I probably have more photos of my cat Gabbi than I do any other single subject. Of course, Gabbi is 13 years old now, photographing her generally consists of tinkering with light and camera settings to get the perfect shot of her sleeping.
Kittens don't work like that. At. All.
It was a challenge, but one I anticipated. One thing I didn't anticipate was their fascination with all my camera gear.
My camera strap was a chew-toy.
They kept trying to figure out where the light came from.
One thing I didn't get a photo of was this one trying to crawl into my camera lens. Like, through the glass, and out the viewfinder. I had to wipe kitten nose prints off the lens.
They had to know what it tasted like too.
Holy crap! It blinks!
Once they were exhausted from trying to paw, eat, lick, knock over, climb into, and tear apart every piece of camera equipment I had brought - it was time to curl up with it and go to sleep I guess. I should do the same.