| re·frac·tion noun The turning or bending of any wave, such as a light or sound wave, when it passes from one medium into another of different optical density. |
re·frac·to·ry adj. Obstinately resistant to authority or control. |
  Help! I scaled a gigantic tree and became ensnared by this humungous blob of gooey sap! |
|
 Nice try Shaggs, but you’re just being a scaremonger. |
|
| I’d rather be a fishmonger – except I’d probably do more munching than mongering! |
|
| It looks fishy all right! Don’t be coy, admit you were just perching on the table with your rays refracted by a blob of glycerine hanging from a twig. |
|
| Don’t carp on about all that glycerine refraction stuff. The important thing is that our human was trying to persuade me to stay in just the right place by leaving fishy treats on the table. |
|
| Yes, and you were deliberately being refractory so that you’d get more of them. He had to deploy the string in the end. |
|
| Mmmmmmmmmmmm string. Resistance is useless. I was hooked immediately. |
|
| You were so enthusiastic about the string that you knocked all of his drops off! |
|
February 27, 2013 at 8:28 pm
human, what a fantastic photo – i had to look really closely to spot shaggy
i’ll get back to you mischievous, uncooperative kitties later.
February 27, 2013 at 9:27 pm
It’s not bad, ‘cos it’s got me in it
. But its not sharp from front to back. Very small depth of field at such extreme magnification. To do it properly our human should have taken several shots focusing on different points front to back, and then combined them with focus stacking.
February 27, 2013 at 9:29 pm
For that to work you’d have had to stay absolutely still for all of the shots Shaggy – so that was never going to happen! That’s why we posted it in the Blur Kitty Project
.
February 28, 2013 at 7:17 am
boy, you two felines are sure smarty cats. you’ve only been with that picture taking human for a month and you already know about depth of field and stuff.
February 28, 2013 at 3:59 pm
We are very deep …
February 28, 2013 at 4:01 pm
… and we know a lot about fields.
March 1, 2013 at 12:00 am
tee hee tee hee – i can see you now, deep in the tall grasses hopping and jumping up and down as you chase those little skurreeing (i don’t know how to spell that word) little bits of yummy – then leaving half on the door sill to say “thank you” for making a nice safe place for us to to curl up in and sleep and dream of those fascinating things running around in my in the depths of my field.
March 1, 2013 at 10:22 am
Humans seem strangely indifferent to our little gifts – ours is no exception. Just yesterday we left our new human his very first titbit – a simple amuse-bouche comprising a little pool of blood garnished with downy feathers. He just swept up the feathers, scrubbed the carpet, and didn’t offer a word of thanks or praise!
I’m lying on my human’s lap while he types my reply, and as retribution for his ingratitude I’m resting my head on his left wrist to make things especially awkward for him
March 1, 2013 at 10:30 am
Scurrying is such a good word – encompassing scampering, scuttling, skittering, scrambling, scooting … all music to a cat’s ears!
March 1, 2013 at 12:02 am
darn it – ignore the extra bit “in my”
March 1, 2013 at 10:31 am
Done – we cats are very good at ignoring stuff