Pose, damn you!

I've been trying for some time to take a cute picture of me with my cat, Smokey. If I was ever able to produce a nice one, I'd like to put it in a frame and bring it to work, so that I can continue to pretend he is precious and sweet when I'm away from him (because when I'm actually around him that illusion is shattered by his Extreme Naughtiness).

Every time I try to snap this Picture of Domestic Harmony, he moves. Or is looking in another direction. Or his eyes are shining creepily.

Exhibit A:














Smokey moved at the last second, causing the image to blur (I'm working w/a camera phone here, people). He's also looking down at the floor, but at least he doesn't have Evil Eye Shine. Also, because he moved, there's a white light flooding in and it looks like he's going to be taken to Kitty Heaven.

Exhibit B:


















He moved at the last second in this one, too, and because he moved I looked at him, so now the picture looks like I'm in love with him. I love my kitty, but I'm not in love with him. Even though he's quite handsome and has a tuxedo.


I don't have all the other horrible ones I've taken in the past, because I've deleted them (who saves terrible pictures? I know of someone that does, and I hate her, so that answers that), but I think these two illustrate my point.