Molly with Toy

I find it very hard to get a decent photograph of animals at times. They will not co-operate and pose. Just like many little kids. You really have to be fast with your finger on the shutter to get them as you want in the frame. Then the lighting is all wrong and there is a table leg in the way which needs cloning out. It can be very frustrating.
Take Molly for example. We call her "Molly Cuddles"... that is her nickname. She has a very fancy Cat Fancy name. Molly is extremely playful and very very fast. Here she is playing with her favourite toy, a rather tatty piece of imitation fur... probably off some old-fashioned overcoat. She loves it.
We wind the fur around some of the supporting macrame strings on the cats' "Jungle Gym" and she always manages to extricate it, then jumps right down to the floor and drags it in her mouth through the house. We can play this simple little game over and over and she never tires of it...rather like throwing a tennis ball for the dogs. I tire well before they do.
Molly is a classic tabby Maine Coon. Her fur is gloriously soft and she has the biggest tail anyone has ever seen. It is like a fox's brush. It is truly amazing.
Keith often steals her and takes her through to the Surgery which is in a wing of the house , to show her off to patients. He is like a proud father.
Molly's older brother, Morris, is also part of our family.
We cannot have them in the bedroom at night as they start playing in the small hours and two enormous, heavy Maine Coons running across and jumping on and off the bed is not amusing!
I remember seeing my father in tears once when I was quite young. He was busy digging a grave in the garden for Monty, our old black and white cat. I had never seen my father cry before and when I asked him why he was crying...mind you all of us kids were crying too.... he said " The trouble with animals is that they steal their way into your heart" .
So very true, I have never forgotten that.