Here's my brood: (no pixs you say?...read on)
Dogs:
Buster, chow/akita mix adopted male 10 yrs old: every time I hold up the camera he runs away.
Millie, boxer/kelpie mix adopted female 6 yrs old: every time I hold up the camera she follows me around wants only Her pix taken. (can you say Princess?)
Cats:
Sqeeek, Maine Coon mix adopted tortie female 7 yrs old: half the time I"m not sure where she is except at night when I go to bed. She Always sleeps on the passenger-side pillow. Who knows what I'm gonna do if there's ever a partner in my life!
Tzi (sigh), red tiger-stripe adopted female 13 yrs old: my dad named her Mouth in Hungarian, talks all the time, couldn't care less about having her pix taken.
Opie, grey/white adopted female 10 yrs old: lives most of her life either under the bed or under the cabinets. She's very affectionate but painfully shy, anything outside the norm - like a camera - scares her bad and away she goes to hide.
Jellicle, tortie adopted female 4 yrs old: she's the most outside of the 4 cats and I could go 12-14-16 hrs and never see her. She's very playful but thinks the camera is something to run away from, really fast!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming: "Yeah Baby! What a Ride!"