tough subject
Jan. 13th, 2012 06:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
saffronhareBree is a very difficult puppy to photograph. If she's holding still, it's because she's asleep...and then she's sort of a dark BLOB unless the light is really wonderful. The userpic for this post is a photo taken by PB, when the puppy fell asleep with her chin in the photographer's hand. Here's a photo taken outside this afternoon, when the weather was blessedly much better for housetraining and general scampering.
For reference, here's a photo of a female English Mastiff at 18 weeks of age. That's only about 10 weeks away, people. I knew she'd get big...I guess I hadn't ever considered the *rate* of growth it'd take to get there. WOW. No wonder she sleeps a lot!
She was asleep (as in the userpic) when I got home from work -- "helping" everyone depart for their weekend camping trips by holding down the middle of the living room carpet with her snooze-fu. Not long after, there was some scampering with Jack, and then some dinner, followed by a trip outside. When she came inside, she wandered around, whimpering for a couple of minutes. Jack was SO distressed. He kept looking at me, like, FIX THIS, MOM. ...and then I put her in "bed" for a nap, where she exhaled audibly and snuggled in for a nap. I know how you feel, sister.
For reference, here's a photo of a female English Mastiff at 18 weeks of age. That's only about 10 weeks away, people. I knew she'd get big...I guess I hadn't ever considered the *rate* of growth it'd take to get there. WOW. No wonder she sleeps a lot!
She was asleep (as in the userpic) when I got home from work -- "helping" everyone depart for their weekend camping trips by holding down the middle of the living room carpet with her snooze-fu. Not long after, there was some scampering with Jack, and then some dinner, followed by a trip outside. When she came inside, she wandered around, whimpering for a couple of minutes. Jack was SO distressed. He kept looking at me, like, FIX THIS, MOM. ...and then I put her in "bed" for a nap, where she exhaled audibly and snuggled in for a nap. I know how you feel, sister.
