fur photos on friday

we had so much fun this past friday afternoon. a photographer came to our home to photograph our dogs.

i was sorta dreading it all week. it’s hard work to have a “stranger” come into a 5 dog pack - get the dogs to play nice, put on their best face, act decent, not bark, not jump, not argue/growl/grump with each other, & to smile, all the time worrying if the house is clean enough, the grass is short enough, if even a single photo will be in focus because not one dog is willing to sit perfectly still long enough for the photographer to exhale.

well let me tell you about ms robin adams, pet photographer extraordinaire. worry about the dogs jumping on her? she kicked off her shoes on the porch, walked into the living room, sat down in the middle of the floor & welcomed every sniff, kiss, nose bump, slobbering lick she could get from our pack. she reciprocated their acts of love by bringing bully stix for all, giggles, treats by the dozen, infectious laughter, enthusiasm & joy to our little pack, including my husband & me.

the dogs were so animated & loved her so much she could barely get far enough away from them to take their photos.

-lucas made all of his funny elvis faces for her
-eiyso stretched out in her “i am the zen dog” pose with those magical soulful eyes gazing deep into the camera lens
-mojo woofed & pranced & kicked in all her longhaired, smiling face glory followed by several vogue poses just to prove she’s still got what it takes for the cat dog-walk.
-sparrow did some vertical jumps, raced like a banshee-fied tasmanian devil & promptly retired to her crate stating “...& i’m spent.”
-ditto displayed the downward dog over & over so that robin could get just the right light while we giggled nonstop about how stinkin’ cute she is. (ditto, not robin. though, yes, robin is cute, too!)
-chris & i were left with huge smiles, feeling proud of our pack & we simply cannot wait to see the woof proofs. (we’ll be sharing once we get them!!)

robin is amazing with dogs. & amazing with the camera.
she’s a wonderful person, dog rescuer, cat lover, compassionate, talented, creative, has a zest for life & spunk that i admire. i recommend her for ALL your photographic needs.
check out her website FUR & Robin Adams Photography

she’s got a pack of new fans with the jones clan!!!

update.....here is the link to our proofs - they are awesome!!!
the jones family

the STICK

Playing with my puppies outside, I was too busy to pick up the fresh pile of poop. I rammed a foot-long stick in the ground like a flag pole to remind me where to go when I had the scooper in hand.

I had not even turned to leave the flagged pile when MoJo ran up (MoJo rarely runs, unless it’s for food- she is most certainly her mommy’s girl) tipped her smiling little face, snagged the stick out of the ground and took off, just out of my reach.

She growled, hopped, and grinned and teased, begging me to chase her for the prized poop stick….so I did. Who can resist a good game of chase-the-dog-around-the-yard?

[Side note: this is a VERY bad idea – always teach your dog to chase YOU. It’s very difficult to catch most dogs, especially if you’re as slow as I am and some day you’ll need your pooch to come to you and they will only want to play the “chase me” game. It’s aggravating, could be dangerous and, trust me on this one, can make you very late for work.]

The real humiliation is not that my slightly chubby, 5 year old lazy Samoyed beat me in every round of “chase me,” but that I still haven’t picked up the poo. I’m destined to find the pile with my shoe, in the dark early one morning while I’m trying to get MoJo to load in the car quickly because I’m running late for work and she is going to double dog dare me to run around trees chasing after her. I’ll play.