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series of shots in our back yard I captured with my Sony Cybershot.
I was experimenting with depth of field... a fairly wide apeture,
fast shutter. We were in the shade for the most part, the
sunlight filterning through the birch tree. Click on any of
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Daisy's first
haircut. We decided to let these large ears of hers flop rather
than shave them to encourage them to stand up which is typical
of most mature Yorkshires. Now she's a daisy with the petals folded
over. But she continues to look puppylike after more than six
months. She had her vet visit and some of her baby teeth had to
be removed. She had four canines in the lower jaw! When she opened
her mouth to yawn, she looked like a shark!
If anyone
doubts our strategy on the ear thing, just look at the next photo.
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Here's a wonderful
photo taken on Father's Day of Sparkle. She is what we call "smiling"
in this photograph. It's as if she knows she's being photographed.
Sparkle is getting along better and better with Daisy, but it's
been a difficult road for Sparkle. When we lost Winnie, our 13 year
old cocker this past winter, she was obviously devestated. She moped,
slept alot, sniffed familiar Winnie spots around the house, didn't
eat her usual quantities. A vet told me she was mourning her loss
of the only other dog she ever knew. Now, she had to cope with a
maniac Yorkshire terrier. It was not a picnic. The Yorkie would
never give up and pestered Sparkle incessantly. Soon Sparkle was
playing chase in the yard with Daisy, and gradually, Sparkle got
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So I'm sitting
at the kitchen table, and I'm looking down at Daisy, and she's listening
to me while I'm telling her there will be no food from the table
going into her little yappy face. These ears go up, and well, you
be the judge. Are these the biggest ears for a Yorkshire terrier
you've ever seen in your life? She could fly around the room with
these. They're like wings for heaven's sake. I wonder if the rest
of her will grow into her ears, or are they just going to get bigger.
If I see her talking to a bunch of crows in the back yard, or she
makes a mouse her pal, then I'll know what to expect next. We call
her Daisy because her face looks like a daisy... that little black
nose in the middle with the petals radiating from it.. Maybe we
should have named her Dumbo. You can click on the photo to see an
enlargement... not that these ears aren't big enough already. |

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stink!
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This
is sparkle at her best.
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This is
the best I could do. Generally Sparkle is almost never this close
to her unless they are wrestling and chasing each other. Look at
Sparkle's expression. They are not cozy cousins quite yet. I had
a piece of salami in my mouth. That helped. |
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doing and instructional photo shoot with Daisy as a model. The lesson
here is to teach students how to work with unpredictable subjects
and try to anticipate the shot opportunity. Daisy was getting a
little tired of all the people fawning over her. |
Here's
one of the student photos of Tara and Daisy. Its totally wonderful.
Daisy's first modeling job. Perhaps it was Tara's, too, but something
tells me she had done this kind of thing before. |
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Friend Paul
Hemmer with Daisy
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First
Portrait
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I'm bored already |
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Yes,
you may rub my belly I suppose.
Whatever trips your trigger. A little to the left...that's good...
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Friend Inga
with a sleepy puppy.
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Linda
chillin' on the couch with the Daisy
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So we
don't get a chill.
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I heard
the refrigerator door.
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What do I think of Sparkle? |
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I don't get
television. It's loud and it
doesn't smell like anything.
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I think the
Pizza Guy is here.
Too bad I can't have any until I'm older.
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