It's been two years since Jay and I attempted a Christmas card with all the critters, so I decided this was the year. It was going to happen. In my mind, I could picture it - the horses all standing nicely in their American Mustang halters and their Christmas scarves, lined up behind us, and Allie-bird sitting nicely on the ground in front of us. It was going to be perfect.
However, I've been around animals enough to know that what I
want to happen and what
actually happens are two different things, so I had a back-up plan.
After I decided to make the horses scarves, I decided that we were going to get pictures of the cats too and made them scarves. They were Not Thrilled.
I set up a mini photo studio (read: red fleece draped over a chair that I could plunk the cats down on to snap a quick picture) and started chasing them down.
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Pongo was after the treats and didn't want to sit still. |
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Gizmo has a demon inside her, I think. |
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Speed Racer is going to kill me in my sleep. |
Eventually, I did get pictures of the cats that are usable, not perfect, but usable. I turned my focus to making the horses' scarves. I wasn't sure how long they needed to be, so I took my first attempt out to try on Skeeter.
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It wasn't nearly long enough and she tried to eat it. |
I doubled the length, added some fake snow stuff to the ends and tried again.
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This time, both Skeeter and Pearl tried to eat it. |
I realized that we had a big storm coming in, so my window for getting the "perfect" pictures was closing. Jay was off today (Monday), so I took a personal day so we could get the pictures done. I expected it would take an hour.
It took three.
Instead of the perfect card I had imagined, we ended up having to go with our back-up plan of individual pictures of each horse. The wind was kicking up and we've gone one heck of a winter storm moving in, which made the horses a bit full of themselves.
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Miss "Cranky butt" Pearl |
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Skeeter "the Goofball" Bang |
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Copper "I don't wanna" Casanova |
I was not kidding when I said it took three hours to get the pictures of the horses. The girls were fairly easy to catch, but Mr. Copper was a turd. It took lots of work to get him caught. Lots of work.
We finished with the horses and ran into the house to change into not-horse-snotted clothes. The wind was really kicking up by then and our window of opportunity was closing very, very fast.
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Pongo the photobomber and Allie-bird just wouldn't cooperate. |
Eventually, though, we did come up with picture of all of us that we could use to make a passable Christmas card.
The thing is, I kinda wish we'd used all the outtakes for our card - they are a much more realistic view into our world.
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