Visiting the dog park is like watching recess in an elementary school. All the characters are there: The bully, the clown, the follower, the overconfident short one, the sweet and passive big one, the one most likely to succeed. Well, maybe not that one.
So you can imagine how excited I was to photograph an event in town that raised money for a local animal charity (and then to have my images printed in the newspaper, double exciting!).
I was very honored to have one of my photographs in the exhibit, “The Female Eye” at The Brennan Gallery in honor of Women’s History Month. The closing reception last night was wonderful. It was a lovely representation of female photographers from across the country.
It’s become an expectation that when we take Shea out for a walk, people are going to stop to greet her. I used to think that every dog got this kind of attention, until I walked a friend’s dog, and the dog got nothing.
Shea, however, is the Reese Witherspoon of dogs. Everyone wants to be this blond’s friend.
But the best moments are with the kids. Babies practice their “woof woof” sounds with her. Toddlers want to pet the doggie nicely. And yesterday a 6-year old asked me, “Does she eat ice cream?” (Yes, when I’m not looking).