For years ...

... my sister would dress up her small girl in festive, seasonal outfits, snap a few photos, stick them on cards and bingo, a seasonal greeting.
They were nice, cute, they made you smile. I guess now she's practically a grown up the kid won't cooperate anymore. They are like that, children, or so I'm told.
Cats, too, are like that. Ours have never cooperated in any sort of dress-ups. Hell, we can hardly get Tigger to stay still long enough to snap anything but a blurr.
And yet, I hankered for a picture or two of our Fur Kinder all gussied up for the season. So, with our hopes not high, a set of bespangled paper wings and a pair of golden pipe-cleaner halos, we locked ourselves, and one cat at a time, in the Library.
Mr Brown tried his hand at one of those professional studio sheet set ups.
I set Rupert on auto-focus, sports shot.
And away we went.
These are the outtakes. If we are fond of you (and have your snail mail address) you may well get a festively seasonal greeting type card in the mail, complete with one of the few shots that we consider successful.

I would like to thank Miss Pingu the Wonder Cat and her sidekick, Miss Tigger the Perpetual-Motion Cat, and Mr Brown the Cat Wrangler. Without them this whole enterprise could never have happened:)