I wanted to snap one of the other cat, the diabetic cat, but there's a storm on (imagine that!) and he hides under the bed when that happens.
It's too bad; he's much more camera-friendly, whereas Sally here has declared the camera a foul implement of the patriarchy. If she ever finds out where it's kept, she will destroy it; then shall vengeance be hers. Check her grim visage and dispute that, I dare you.
UPDATE: Aw, he came out from under the bed after all.