Life on the Leash

“People ask if I’m a beagle.”

“A beagle? C’mon!”

“I’m not a St. Bernard or Bernese Mountain Dog either.”

“I’m a Swissy. Say it – it’ll make you smile!”

… for a pup.

Being the unofficial LOTL greeters is a tiring job, folks.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

I had the honor of photographing Milo, a fabulous senior pug, at his house a few months ago. He was a most willing model:

But by the end of the session he was ready to retire:

What a good sport.

Did I have fun training Lola today?

Uh, yeah. She was completely green (”Sit? What’s that?”), but boy did she pick it up quickly.

She was offering “downs” within seconds, as if to say, “Yup, I got that “sit” thing, and now I’m down with the “down.”

We hit a snag when we went for a leash walk. The poor girl was so nervous! It was like Sumner in Zeke’s body … total weirdness. She managed to buck up and do a few trips around the block.

“I’ll rally. I can do this. Trust me.”

Looking good, puppies!

Uh, upon taking a closer look, the photo above is NSFW.