gifted

“Don’t you think everyone should have a camera?”

“Yes,” my mother replied. “Why?”

“Because I don’t have one.”

She laughed. And then she offered to ‘take care of that little problem’ for my birthday.

“Whee!”

Let it be known that I am not in habit of asking for expensive gifts. I may have an overdeveloped sense of entitlement when it comes to things like love and respect and adoration and all that, but not for things. When pressed, I ask for bathrobes and DVDs – items of minor luxury that I can’t seem to get around to buying for myself.

But it’s been at least five years since I owned a camera. My old Kodak jobby got lost in one move or another and well, I’d been thinking it was about time to start recording my own little history. And not just in blog entries.

So, my mother got to work. She consulted with my brother who knows such things and today, just in time for my trip, the new baby arrived. If you think I got a little crazy about a new winter coat… well, I think I delighted (and/or frightened) the mailman when I yeehawed his presence at my door this morning.

I’d only been reading the manual for a few minutes when I discovered instructions for the Pet setting. That’s right. PET SETTING. You know, for capturing your beloved animal at his very best. Say no more! I spied Sir Hal, unaware of my new toy and its amazing capabilities, hiding in my suitcase. He does this before every trip . It’s his little forget-me-not. I may not be with you, but my hair sure will be.

I popped in the batteries, climbed onto the floor, scrolled to the correct setting and click!

He is nothing if not photogenic.

Thanks, Momma.

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