Frantic

It's almost 9 pm. The Beloved is sleeping as he has to go to work at 3 am tomorrow. I took a total of 3 photos today and all of them were bad. Let me rephrase that; they were unusable. So, I spend 15 minutes trying to quietly stalk Zeb, while Harley was loudly stalking me and Zeb was loudly protesting to being stalked. And all of this about 6 feet away from the bedroom. It's a good thing the man is a solid sleeper.

So after 15 minutes of mayhem I had one photo. This is it. I'm not calling any Blip of mine featuring one of the cats an emergency Blip (because I know that when they are gone I will treasure all of these) but this one came very close.