Hemingway, the crazy goldendoodle, is about a year and a half old and is a big, floppy, happy puffball of energy. He has probably the best recall of any dog I’ve seen – seriously, he’d stop on a dime when called. But that doesn’t completely thwart his daredevil side. He lulled us into a false sense...
I know, I’m so behind on blogging! I have a ton of stuff to post and I promise to soon. But for now, just a peek at some kitten mittens…
Or “LiLouBo” as I’ve been calling them in my head.
Monica won a session for her two monsters, Lila and Louie, at a Legacy Boxer Rescue silent auction (LBR is the organization that helped me get Cash healthy and find him a new home). Both were described as pit bulls or pit mixes, but I think...
Tyson’s a sweet young pit mix, not yet 2 years old. We met out at Arbor Hills Nature Preserve – a spot I’d been wanting to have a session, but hadn’t yet (note to self: tall grass = chiggers… and chigger bites if you’re an idiot and don’t take precautions). After several minutes of taste-testing...
