She'll Never Give Up

I'm starting to come to terms with the fact that the lady will never give up trying to take photos of me. Today she resorted to trying to get me to sniff the camera (wasn't interested). She then rubbed it on me as if she was brushing me (oh, puh-leeze).

Her latest photog tactics include slightly crouching, lowering the camera, pointing it in my general vicinity and hoping for the best. The first four of those photos were nothing but black blurs as I moved around, but then she got a few decent ones. Finally, she sat in MY chair, slowly lowered the camera and got two photos of my face.

I'm resigned to my fate.