Remember the story about how the wife complained and complained of leaky faucets? And really, their was no excuses because she was married to a plumber but he could never get around to fixing them. Well, my guys have recently fallen victim to the same thing.
I think I have mentioned ad nauseum my desire to become a pet photographer. I love it and it truly makes my heart go pitter patter, but scrambling to build a business and work full time has a few consequences.
My time is spent photographing other dogs like Major. Oh, be still my beating heart.
Or this adorable little guy, Charlie the cockatoo.
Some of my time is taken up volunteering my photography. When my daughter asked me how I could handle going to the shelter to photograph the dogs, I simply told her that our dogs bring us so much pleasure, this is the best way for me to give that joy back and hopefully help get these guys into homes.
My heart will always belong to the greyhounds and I volunteer with them as much as I can.
I do as much as I can with the assistance dogs. The litter is growing up quickly.
And the day I came home smelling like a cat? Not a pretty picture, I was snubbed.
Another week-end is upon us. Happy Saturday Pet Blog Hop!
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