Humuhumu has been attempting to learn the art of sneaking up on Telstar.



She also enjoys taking the lens cap on and off my dSLR. My plan is to teach her to use it as soon as she can hold it, so I don’t want her to be afraid of it or think that she shouldn’t touch it. This could backfire on me horribly, but I'm willing to take the risk.



She also enjoys taking the lens cap on and off my dSLR. My plan is to teach her to use it as soon as she can hold it, so I don’t want her to be afraid of it or think that she shouldn’t touch it. This could backfire on me horribly, but I'm willing to take the risk.

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I like the idea of letting her use and grow used to your camera.
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Girl 2. Cat 0.
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And you're welcome. :)
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Alternatively, try switching to a cheaper/simpler camera for a while (and hiding the pricey one completely, until further notice), and see if that one interests her just as much. *THEN* you can see, later on, if she recognises the beloved SLR when it reappears six months/a year or so later.
How much this plan appeals to you will probably depend on your planned/probable budget for the next camera you (have to) buy... =;o}
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However, this was tied with being allowed to read Mum's "Great Universal" mail-order catalogues, in which I would wear out the pages on cine cameras and projectors, endlessly fantasising about which one *I* would buy when I was grown up enough to have money! =:o} (I did a similar thing later iwth a brochure Dad brought home on Philips tape recorders.)
And when we finally picked up an old "Standard 8" projector in a jumble sale, it very clearly became clear that it wasn't the family's it was *MINE*. ANd when I went to buy a film to watch on it from the local camera shop, it didn't bother me particularly that they'd run out of Laurel and Hardy and I had to buy Chaplin, 'cos the important thing was it was *my* film, that I could do whatever I liked with... Unlike the family films, that remained sacred and untouchable for several more years.
P.S. Your posts inspire the *bestest* memories! =:o}