I asked a professional to come and shoot some photos of Cato and me for my dad (who has dementia and loves photos). The photographer wanted some individual photos of Cato outside.....once he (Cato) got there, not only did he not cooperate, he promptly showed us his ability to make a pile of woodchips and....., well you got the picture. He sat upon his throne and worse several times for the photographer and then escaped over the fence!
He spent the rest of the evening on my lap snoring, he was so tired out from modeling :) Elizabeth