Today TJam decided she was going to blog me. She wanted a good shot of me pouncing on something (but she preferred it not to be alive. Wimp.) She lined up the camera.
I pounced. She shot.
Too slow.
Next, I pounced and she took probably the most unflattering picture of me it is possible to take. This is probably what I'll look like when I'm a ghost. With one eye.
Next, she pressed focus first, and then I pounced. I guess she doesn't know how to shorten the shutter speed yet. *Shakes head in despair*
And all this time, Beanz slept. No need to worry about shutter speed for her this weekend.
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