I took these pictures in April, but since I didn't get the shot I wanted, I never did anything with them. Today, I took a photo that gave these a purpose.
After years of buying bluebonnet plants and seeds, I finally have a decent sized bluebonnet patch. And since I no longer have kids at home, I decided to take a picture of the cat in the bluebonnets. One of those cute photos where he is up to his neck sitting in the bluebonnets and looking at the camera with an adorable look on his face.
Kids are easy. "Look at momma. Smile at momma's funny noises." Click.
Dogs are easy. "Sit. Stay." Click. But cats, cats are just hard.
I put him in the middle of the flowers. "Stay there sweet boy. Look at me," I crooned. He ignored me and walked over to investigate something in the flowers.
I put him back in the flowers again and ran over to my spot. He ran with me.
Once again, I put him in the center, and backed away telling him not to move. He was more interested in a nearby grasshopper. "Kitty cat, hey kitty kitty." He totally ignored me. I made mouse noises, or at least the only mouse noise I've ever heard - the sound of a mouse right after the trap snaps shut as seen on cartoons. Still no response. Eventually, he chased the grasshopper out of the bluebonnets.
I picked him up again and he made a whining growl that let me know he was getting tired of this. I put him back in the center, in a spot that had become fairly trampled, and tried to lift the smashed bluebonnets on my way out. "Stay!" "No! Don't move!" I snarled through clenched teeth. He wandered over to me, not once looking directly at me and the camera.
So I gave up.
Then, today I was feeding him in an old plastic tub, and realized I could finally get a picture of him in the blubonnets. It wasn't adorable, or even cute, until he got the tub stuck on his face. But of course, I had already turned my back on him by then.
Next year, I'm going to borrow a cute kid for an adorable photo in my bluebonnet patch.