Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
So my experimentation with lighting and greyhounds continues. Buddy tried to be a good model.
But after a while of Buddy, here Buddy, Budddddy.
He just stuck his tongue out at me.
And then, I just know this was the perfect, perfect pose... look at that silhouette. But he posed before the flash had time to recycle.
A conspiracy I tell you.
Ahhhh, but Buddy at sunset, what a sight.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
I got home tonight and wanted to impress the doggies with everything I learned during the week-end workshop.
I really wanted them to know that the reason I was gone was all about them.
Judging by the looks on their faces,
I don't think they were impressed.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
And just what do all of those greyhounds do everyday?
They watch the sunset to west. Sleep a lot.
And watch the harvest moon rise to the east.
It was just one of those really, cool days.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
I guess I have to get used to the fact that not every time will I get precious photographs of my obviously not so perfect pets.
Down on the ground I got with them. But after running every other dog off of the prime cushion, Jillian was less than the cooperative.
In fact, I believe she sent Slinky a memo, reminding her that today was not cooperation day.
This was the icing on the cake. In her excitement to see me on the floor she ran up to me, put her cute little nose right up to my face...
I know, you're thinking a big wet sloppy kiss, but no. She coughed with hurricane force spittle all over my glasses.
End of session. Fathead.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Crystal, you scared the crap out of us.
How dare you run up to the patio limping with a huge, hard lump on your ankle? Do you have any clue what thoughts immediately started racing through our minds?
Lucky for us, x-rays detected nothing. Both of your front legs looked identical on x-ray.
We've nearly recovered from the state panic you created.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Yo ho ho and a bottle Flo. Go figure that yer birfday would be on International Talk Like a Pirate Day.
So glad to see that your peg leg doesn't hold you back, not one little bit. You still chase around like a maniac. :o)))
And Flo, just for the record, a little less sass this next year would be much appreciated. :o)))
Happy 7th birthday Flo Ho!
Friday, September 17, 2010
Ms Roxanne, I understand that today is a very special day!
For a 14 year old, you look quite mahvelous dahling.
The backyard continues to be your queendom.
So go ahead, blow out those 14 candles and maybe that squirrel your wishin' for will magically appear.
Happy birthday Roxy.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
A really cool mom would only have cleaned and pressed toys for their dog to play with.
However, according to the wisdom of the Nilly Vanilly Jilly Bean Queen
The scruffier the toy the better because she sure has a way of finding toys in the back yard that we haven't seen for years.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
You've heard the tails of Flocko Ball. An every night event, rain, wind, snow, sleet or hail (fireworks an exception, he hates fireworks).
So about a month ago while Flocko was playing he dislocated his toe. We were lucky, Nurse Ratchet was able to whap it back into place before he realized what she was going to do.
Consequently, there has been no Flocko Ball for awhile. It would be nice for it to heal.
He's ready and we hear about it every night. He barks, stomps, snorts, paces and overall
He's just pissed.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
I raised two teenage daughters. I am by nature, suspicious.
I didn't think about it much when I saw these two back by the fence.
Nor did I think very much about it when Jillian accompanied Joey and Slinky back towards the front of the acre.
I was a little curious when they started yapping at each other, wondering what they were chatting about.
But when they started whispering sweet nothings in each others ear, then I became a little suspicious about what happens when I'm not looking.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Thursday, September 09, 2010
Last week I spent five days in Las Vegas, held hostage at Mandalay Bay, at a conference for Photoshop and photography.
On Wednesday, I spent the afternoon shooting the Salem, Oregon edition of Extreme Makeover Home Edition.
I had a blast, what can I say.
More pictures on this blog: http://greyhoundgardensphoto.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-251.html
Labels: Extreme Makeover