The Princess – a snoot full of dirt from digging in my yard
The Prince turns 3 months old tomorrow…
He is all pup…and all moods. We’re making progress on the house training too (at least I keep telling myself that)
He sometimes gets so tired he just plops over….
Understand that typically I scold the hounds for roughing up my plants, especially when they are just flushing their spring growth, but how can I with this look?
With a Scottie, the ears are suppose to stand straight up…both of them…any time now buddy
And also with the Scottie they dig for varmints…or just maybe they do it just because sometimes….
I realize this is my third post in a week of the little Scottie, but he’s so dag-gum fun…the FD thinks we ought to refer to him as “Prince of Peat” – for the time being, we’re just calling him “Peaty”….
Even if he is still pooping and peeing in the house, he’s my kind of ornery….
He’s growing fast…
And from this you can start to see a personality in the making….
The Princess Zoey? She has fully accepted him into the Royal household…as long as he knows and keeps his place.
If you think of some other name, leave a comment. Keep in mind the Princess as our two Scotties will be called “Zoey and _________, the Royal Heirs”. This Prince will be named by sunrise tomorrow. But I give y’all an opportunity to chime in with a poll of a narrowed list:
Surprised? Nawww, not these two youngens…the mild temps had them a bit playful and with the Scottie Princess Zoey whimpering at them, at my side, gave me a momentary pose of curiosity to capture….
…that is until they go and do something like this! What did they think this was, Valentine’s Day or something? The Princess and I just looked at each other in disbelief after this oh-so-brief public display of affection (trust me on this – Scotties know these types of things should not be a common, every day occurrence).
These four Tom’s tried to divert my attention from the hens by strutting away from the group in a defensive march…”don’t worry guys, I’m not after your women”
It is with much sadness that the former First Dog, Barney Bush has died. Because of my love of Scotties, the Bush’s loss is heartfelt; because of my own Mackie’s death 5 months ago, I know the memories will soon overtake the sadness. RIP Barney knowing you had one heck of a dog run for eight years.
Losing a beloved pet is always difficult; losing a Scottie dog gives reason for all Scotties to aroooo in mournful harmony.
And it is with much excitement that I announce our Princess Zoey, here a before and after photo of her day at the spa…
The Princess Zoey, with her winter coat still on….notice the tinge of redheadedness most noticeable on her chest and legs?
The Princess always is relaxed (or is it stress exhaustion?) after a spa day, and always a bit shy (embarrassed?) with her buzz-cut “nakedness”…but all is better (forgotten) after a short nap.
…will soon be joined by a Prince, a handsome fellow (I assume) whose name has yet to be decided.
YES, we get a new Scottie pup in one month! Pictures will follow soon.
It’s done y’all…The 2012 Daily Cap(s) is finished with this post. It has been a family affair…with my own and my many friends down by the lake.
Over the course of the year, I actually pushed a shutter release button more than 50,000 times with 5 different cameras. My index finger is in traction now. (This is my favorite backup camera…a FugiFilm FinePix S4000).
And my left eye needs to be propped open most of the time these days. Here’s my preferred weapon of choice throughout this entire adventure (Canon 60D with a Tamron 70-300 zoom, Canon F1.4 50mm lens, and a few other lenses and filters). Not a day went bye without this guy being a friend, and having a healthy love-hate relationship with her.
It’s been a challenging year that found a need to “push hard” past many a door along the way….and had a blast doing just that!
Happy New Year you guys! Thanks for staying with me through all this! See ya in 2013….
After a brisk morning walk, the Zoe-bird finds a sunny spot on the dining room floor and takes in its warmth…sad eyes and all (and she will move with the sun until the sun no longer comes through the window).
This is the first time I’ve witnessed a pelican in my corner of this lake…he seems to be enjoying the company of the Blue Heron (or was he looking to steal a meal?)
…and he was curious about the other shoreline birds as well – he’s just the friendly sort I guess.
If it isn’t full, it’s pert-en-near this morning….it still made the tides large on the east coast
The sky begins to glow….I’d like to say these are clouds from the Hurricane but I doubt it
The birds take flight in the morning light….
But some birds hold their position and simply take in the morning. I text’d FD this morning in NYC after seeing this sunrise coming, with a sense all was well with her and FSIL…and it was
Sorry gang. After taking 700 pictures of the FGs over a 3-day weekend, I must have been creatively tuckered out…kind of like this morning’s sunrise
Vultures surely have a good reason for their existence, but i have yet to discover it (not that I deserve to know or anything) except for a decent silhouette photo every now and then.
The adventures of a sassy, often defiant, not quite fearless pilot's wife, mother, and photographer. Join me as I globe trot the world using my travel benefits. Here I will share photographs of my travels, chronicle my journeys, and provide useful tips and information.
I previously worked as a news and sports photographer. Recently I have been enjoying wildlife photography. My approach toward bird photos is similar to sports photography. I attempt to capture mostly action and hopefully a unique perspective.