Toronto Digital Tech and Photo Assistant
No, you’re not seeing double. We now have a second black foster cat, Bombay. Unfortunately, he doesn’t seem all that thrilled about the presence of our original black foster cat, Garth. Maybe he’s just weirded-out by seeing his doppelgänger. Wouldn’t you be?
BEFORE
Please welcome to the show our latest party animal (aka foster cat), Garth. He’s a big boy who’s surprisingly light on his feet. (They probably should have named him Farley after another SNL alum of similar comportment who was also a bit of a black sheep.) We’ve taken to calling with Girthy Garth and Baby Garth (doo doo, doo doo doo doo).
Garth is the first black cat we’ve fostered, so he’s also the first black cat I’ve had the chance to photograph extensively. The light absorbing qualities of Garth’s fur combined with the light tones of our house’s decor has proved to be too much for the iPhone’s exposure evaluation. Which means if I have to snap a quick shot to capture Garth before he moves I’ll have to apply a whack of exposure adjustment and shadow recovery after the fact—like I did with this shot, as you can see from the before and after.
Yesterday Bourbon Street was adopted. We’re sad to see this big-eyed, big-pawed kitten with the big appetite go, but consider ourselves lucky to have been able to spend as much time with him as we did. (We’re amazed someone didn’t snatch him up sooner.) Sweet dreams, Bourbon Street!
Leah recently came to us because she was in urgent need of a quiet place to recuperate after bladder surgery. She’s a big girl who doesn’t suffer fools gladly and is fiercely protective of her personal space—but we’re sure she’ll warm to us soon.
