So I thought, "I might get a really nice photo of Princess Sophie and have it framed for Christmas!"
Little did I realise this idea would not be greeted with excited anticipation by Her Felineship.
It went like this -
Me: Sophie, want me to take a special photo of you that we can frame and keep for always?
Sophie: (flattening her ears and refusing to make eye contact) I'm resting, go away....
Me: Aw, come on sweetie, you'd love to see yourself in a portrait, wouldn't you?
Sophie: I'm not looking at you, go away...
Me: Sophie, you know I'll just take the photos anyhow and they might not look great if you're avoiding the lens...
Sophie: You really don't take a hint, do you?
Sophie: And forget those stand over tactics, they won't work on me...and don't even think about flattery!
Me: So you're okay with an ugly photo of yourself sitting on the bookcase where everyone who walks in the front door can see it and will say, "oo, what a strange looking cat!"...
Sophie: So now you're trying to appeal to my vanity? Jeesh!
Me: Is it working?
Sophie: Here's your one chance, be quick, it will never come again. Got it?
Me: Got it!