I can’t help it. I thought these photos of Kazon were good enough to share despite their shortcomings.
You know me. I had the camera on the wrong settings. Would you expect anything less?
So I was in the kitchen with Kazon. He was so happy that I thought he’d explode with the force of it. No matter which way I turned or what I did, he remained hot on my heels, his tail whipping up a cyclone of kitty content while he yapped and yapped about it all.
And I soaked it up like a sponge.
But later as I sifted through the limited number of photos, I realized—as I often do—that I had once again left the camera on incorrect settings. The images of Kazon offering his affectionate banter and loving body language had all turned out rather poorly.
Yet I still couldn’t deny how damned cute he looked. Don’t you agree?
With but a handful of pictures to choose from, I really couldn’t find any that offered quality stills of the moment.
Then I came across this one.
Having captured his enthusiastic tail movement seemed to make it all better.
How I smiled looking at that photo. It tells of secrets only we share. It demonstrates the sincere happiness all of The Kids feel. It’s a portrait of a blissful home, one where ape and feline share in love and devotion so unspeakably real and deep that it can’t be quantified, qualified, or conveyed.
And then I laughed so uproariously that I feared I might wet my britches!
Poor Kazon had lost his tail. And I’d captured it in a low-quality image.
I feel for the lad, you know. A cat’s tail is a critical component of who they are. And I took it away from him by not paying attention to the options under which I was shooting photographs.