Sniffle

[anne_d]

I just had an idea that someplace I had photos of my dad.

So I went looking in my Flickr album, and found a photo of my dad, in healthier days. It isn't a really great photo, but it's certainly the best one I have. We in my family tend to be behind the camera, mostly, except for the Elder Daughter, who is fond of self-portraits.

So, my dad with Tabby, one of the Aged Ps' "They're not our cats, we just feed them" semi-feral cat tribe, summer 2005.




Tabby is still with us. My dad, alas, is not.

I ordered an assortment of copies, one of which will go into a frame for my mom as a surprise.

Comments

[usedtobeljs]

What a lovely picture. I hope that there's a good memory attached, too, despite the sadness.

[hugs]

[julia-here.livejournal.com]

The photos of my father in the middle of some trivial daily activity arethe ones I cherish; this is one of that kind, in the best way possible.

Julia, so filled with life, this

[anne_d]

Yes, if I remember rightly, my dad was the only one who could even get close to Tabby, let alone pet her.

[anne_d]

Yes, he was so pleased that Tabby would let him pet her. I had to use the telephoto lens to get the shot; back then she was afraid of anyone not my dad.

Tabby, Patticakes, and Frisky, the kitten they tamed who is now an official indoor-outdoor-sleeps on the bed cat, are still looking for my dad.