A few of you asked about the watermarking of my photos (which I started doing on the pictures in yesterday’s entry). I’ve been meaning to start doing it for some time now, but finally decided it was time. There’s been no one big incident that caused me to start doing it, but lots of little things. I see my pictures pop up in emails and on sites, never attributed to me or this site, and it’s kind of annoying.
Now, I am NOT talking about those of you who use my pictures as wallpaper or screen savers, that’s perfectly fine with me. Just, if you post one of my pictures on your site, all I’m asking is that you give me credit for taking the picture either in a link back to this site or in text under the picture. I’m not looking for payment or for you to wax poetic about my amazing photo skillz (heh), just attribution, you know?
Sites like Cute Overload and Love Meow always attribute the pictures they use to the owner of the picture, and that’s all I want. What irritates me is when I see one of my pictures on another site – I see them on ICHC regularly – and it becomes this thing where the onus is on me to get photo credit for, y’know, MY picture, by proving that it’s MINE.
So anyway, that’s why the sudden watermarking. I’m doing my very best to make the watermark subtle so it won’t detract from your enjoyment of the picture, but bear with me – watermarking pictures is new to me!
(In a perfect world, I’d go back and watermark all my pictures over on Flickr, but as there are thousands and thousands of them, I don’t see that happening.)
Also in yesterday’s comments, several people asked why there are only five Taters present at the end of the video I posted (this one). That would be because the two biggest Taters (Cap’n Floof and General Grumpypants) are allowed in and out of that room, and are spending most of their time out of the room these days. They know the snack time routine, and sometimes they join in on snack time, and sometimes they have other places to be. When I shot that video, the General was off chasing flies or harassing Alice or something, while the Cap’n was pleased to partake of snackin’ time next to his foster siblings.
I just can’t stop taking pictures of Brandywine. She is so PRETTY!
Dingwall Scotty decides to go Mama-surfing.
“That last wave was a killer!”
Did I mention SO pretty?
Lady Agata with the pretty, pretty eyes.
Stompers and Cap’n Floof.
Cap’n Floof, Kennebec, and Stompers examine the litter box (the look on Stompers’s face is cracking me UP.) Okay, really they were trying to get a toy out from behind the litter box, not discussing the state of the (clean!) litter box.
That set of steps leading up to the bed looks really tall next to him, but he goes up and down those steps with no problems at all. You should have seen our reaction the first time we found him laying on the bed. You’d have thought he’d cured cancer.
“Who, me? Sitting here to knock the little brat off the steps if he tries to come up? I’d NEVER!”
Agata likes the sunshine, clearly.
Sisterly lurve.
The whiskers in the sun kill me dead. (That’s Stompers.)
And a short video for today. Cap’n Floof has a funny voice – he sounds kind of like a little croaking frog to me. (The video’s not that great, but you can hear him a couple of times.)
Miz Poo, having carried the toy through the entire house whilst keening at the top of her lungs, considers it a job well done.
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Previously
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Guess what sometimes happens when kittens ride in a car for the first time, and they are very scared?
2007: “You may NOT touch the belleh!”
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.