I have no idea who declared yesterday National Dog Day, nor am I even sure if this is actually a thing, but that’s what Facebook tells me, so we’ll go with it. Coincidentally, the puppies turned six weeks old on Thursday, so this seemed like a good time to break out the camera and the studio strobes to see if we could do some more formal portraits. It was a lot harder than expected: these guys don’t want to hold still, and they’re pretty damn fast these days, too. (This is a good thing, but it does present some photographic challenges.) It’s a bit hard to think that we only have a few more weeks with these guys before they head to their forever homes!
Speaking of which, Cougar still needs a family. Is that you? He’s a very special boy, who would do well as an urban companion. I’m putting it out there for our readership: help us find Cougar a home, before I have to start making sad video montages featuring Sarah McLachlan music.
Cougar really wants a forever home. He’s the smallest, but one of the cuddliest of his litter; he’s got a good heart, he’s bright and curious, and I’m awfully fond of him.
Viper got a new name this week from his forever family: Ryder. He also got a collar. He’s not super impressed. Please ignore the crap background in this picture — the photo shoot was a lot more logistically challenging than you might think.
Jester now outweighs everyone else. He’s turning out to be a big softie and from some angles looks like a Labrador that got paint splashed on him. NB: new English Shepherd owners are going to get a package to explain what the hell these dogs are.
Ryder and Jester snuggling up. We call them the Dudebros. “Dude.” “Bro!”
Goose got a collar too, and he’s also not so fond of it, which is why it’s not on in this picture.
Maverick is turning out to be something like our old English Shepherd, Goblin: he likes his people, but he’s also pretty independent. He’s usually the last one out of the pen, and he’s often off looking at something else on his own. He’ll be off to Alberta in a couple of weeks to help look after my family’s farm.
Merlin is heading off to live with a family that has three young boys. I don’t know that he knows what he’s getting himself into…
Charlotte is, hands down, the easiest dog in the universe to photograph. “Look at my pretty side!” No nagging, no repositioning, nothing — she just holds still and waits for the strobes to fire. She’ll be a resident of the Lower Mainland next month.
And then there’s Charlie. She’s easily the bossiest of our litter (much like her mother, actually), who absolutely loves trying to start play fights with her brothers. She’s also very biddable and easy to take pictures with, and for that I’m deeply thankful.
This is a pretty good summary of what our lives are like these days. I feel for the dog whose tail is caught here — I really, really do.