Just to get this.
Other people's cats sit still for pictures because they LIKE getting their pictures taken.
Mine, well, Izzie here isn't the only cat in the house, but after it took so long to get this sad photo, I gave up for the day.
The thing in her mouth is her ball.
Izzie fetches. But only if you have the Izzie approved type of ball. Has to be soft and fluffy with some sort of puffiness to it. It has to be something you can throw far away.
Then she has to be in the right mood to bring it back.
Don't know if I've mentioned this before but Son Number Two named Izzie -- officially she's Queen Isabelle or Queen Isabella of .... (don't remember what he said about where).
NO one calls her Isabelle. Or even Isabella.
She's a tomboy.
And she's very playful.
So -- there you go. The requisite cat photo.
I'll have to see if I can get pictures of the rest of the gang another time.