I am never prepared, photographically speaking, whenever Bobo decides to climb down beneath her cage. Some day I will capture a perfectly focused shot of her hanging eight, so to speak (zygodactyl feet, you know). She moves so swiftly and even though I had the camera in hand when she did it a couple of days ago, by the time I got the viewfinder to my eye, she was on the move and I couldn’t focus well. Ths shot shows movement, of course, but the still part of her isn’t clear enough to suit me. I’ll keep trying. Of course, afterward, she posed, at first with a “stay away from me” look, then with one of her mesmerizing stares.
