Wind In My Ears

Here’s a happy, relaxing video for your afternoon.  I’m not sure I can currently think of anything more peaceful than dogs with floppy ears and mouths going for a car ride through beautiful countryside.  I hope Heaven’s like this.  Enjoy!


Kittens on the Beat

I saw this video online a while back and thought it was pretty fun.  It has tiny ninjas and kittens, what’s not to love?!  It’s also very well done and quite clever.  (It also reminds me a bit of Romantically Apocalyptic and Zee Captain.  Tee hee.)  Here’s a link to Corridor Digital’s other videos if you’re interested.

Bonus kitties!!!

My Furry Sixth Sense


I’ve known since basically forever that my dog is a protector.  I wouldn’t say he’s a guard dog (I’ve honestly no idea what he would do if someone tried to mess with me or my family…he’d probably not be happy at all), more of an alert dog.  I was reminded of this fact twice today, and also why this is one of the reasons I love having him around.


Liam sneaking up on my dad. 🙂

The first instance was this morning.  I was working on something (facebook, maybe…?) and was gradually realizing that one of the neighbor dogs was incessantly barking outside, which they don’t normally do.  About this time my dog Liam barked as well.  I’m not sure if I’ve said this before, but Liam doesn’t bark.  Ever.  The only time he will ever bark is if he thinks something is wrong, or if something is out of place or out of the ordinary.  So I went out on the back deck to see what the fuss is about…turns out, there were some people in the backyard next door looking at the house to rent or something, I think.  My boy knew they weren’t supposed to be there, he knew they weren’t usually there, hadn’t seen them before, so he told me.


On a slightly different note, there’s this weird thing that happens to me when he barks.  I don’t really know why or how, but I seem to hear him even before he’s actually making sound.  Even if I’m in bed and he barks at something, I always feel like I’m already moving before he’s properly started to bark.  Maybe it’s one of those weird mom senses or something.  I don’t know.

The second instance was later in the day.  I was washing dishes and happened to glance out the window.  Liam was sitting straight up, staring at the road that goes behind our house.  He seemed pretty intent on something, so I just thought “Hm, wonder what’s caught his attention?”.  A few seconds later, I began to hear sirens, and pretty soon an ambulance screamed by on the road.  Again, he knew it was coming.  In this instance, he wasn’t alerting me to anything, cause cars go by on the road all the time, but he was still very, very aware of what was happening.


His serious face.

I’ve learned, over the last few years especially, to always, always trust the animals.  I know some dogs may actually bark at nothing, but in my experience, my pets never lie.  Even the cats.  Our skinny kitty will lock on to something out the window.  I’ll get down to her level and look, and it may only be a leaf blowing in the yard, or a bird on the roof three houses down, but there’s always something there.  It’s never nothing.

So, essentially I kind of adore my dog.  Not only is he keenly aware of every single thing going on around us at all times, he’s the goofiest boogerling ever who likes belly rubs and playing hide behind the tree and sitting all ninety-something pounds of himself on my big toe…he’s a goose.  🙂


In case anyone needed proof of his gooberness. 

PS  All of these photos are from a while ago…I don’t have very many recent pictures, and it was a good excuse to go back and see how adorable and gangly he was.  🙂


Liam Montage

In Multimedia (of the number two variety)(aka, Multimedia 2) we’ve for the last two or three weeks been working on a montage video.  The idea was to tell a story without using much/any dialogue.  I struggled with an idea at first, and then decided I’d do a “story” about my dog going to the park.  Lovely.  We turn our montage videos in today (I am actually at this moment waiting for my teacher to get here so we can critique them or whatever he plans to do) so as of now I do not know how he feels.  I suspect he’ll be mildly disappointed with my shaky camera and general lack of a professional feel, but this is what I’ve got.  So, for your viewing pleasure, here is my puppy Liam at the park.

Pet Portraits

A few weeks ago in our portraiture class we all shot pets (With cameras.  Please nobody come hunt me down for pet murder.).  🙂  We all had to choose a pet, whatever sort of animal we wanted, and lug it in to the school campus.  Most people brought dogs, although there was also a snake, a fish, puppies, a bunny, and a pig.  Since my dog weighs 90-ish pounds and gets very excited when he sees doggy friends, I decided to drag my grumpy cat to school and use her as my pet model instead.

Something you should know about my cat: She hates.  That’s pretty much it.  She’s always devastated, when we go home for a weekend, to find out that no, I’m really not the only human being on earth, much as she would like me to be.  She hate’s car trips, she hates her kennel, she hates when I wait too long to feed her, she hates when I don’t let her sit on my lap 24/7…basically, she’s a cat, just grumpier than normal.  She’s getting to be an old lady though, so I guess she’s allowed to get away with it.

So when I dragged her to the school for a photo shoot, popping strobe lights, dogs in the other room, noises and smells and new places, she was pretty set to murder me.  For my area to shoot I was put in the prop room, a small room very akin to a closet cluttered with lots of junk and places for kitties to hide.  Willy kept trying to sneak off, but overall it was a decent shoot.  Here’s some of the photos I got.  Click for a bigger view.

My classmate trying to console my poor cat.

I used a softbox for most of the pictures.  Here she is looking not terribly freaked out.

This was the photo I turned in to my teacher.  I traded the softbox for a snoot, and it gave it a very dramatic feel, which I liked.  My teacher seemed to have very pleased things to say (she kept coming back to it while discussing other peoples’ photos) which was nice but very strange.  She suggested fixing the little light-colored spot on Willy’s ear to be less distracting, and removing the tail from the bottom.

I decided, in my free time yesterday, to see if I could fix it up any like she’d suggested.  It’s not perfect work, but hopefully my editing isn’t painfully obvious, aside from the fact that I pointed out what I changed.  (And yes, I did stick a lame watermark in there…if my tough-to-please teacher was interested in it, and if I spent that long trying to fix it, I’m going to try and protect my picture as best I can.  But we’re all friendly, non-stealing people around here. 🙂 )

This one is just for fun.  I liked the angle and the light.

The critique for this assignment was actually a tiny bit fun for once.  It was cool to see what sort of shots my classmates were able to get, and see what animals they used.  It was also somewhat reassuring, for myself, to hear positive comments not only on one of my photos in general, but also on a photo that’s a subject I’d actually be interested in shooting as a job.  When I started college, I said I wanted to be a pet photographer.  Now when people ask I tell them I have no clue what I want to do.  Animals are still my passion, but I just have no idea.  So it was nice to hear that I actually did a decent job on the subject I like best.

Lovely Mud

At my house we got some rain last night.  In my dog’s fenced-in yard, his holes are all full of muddy water and the ground’s soft and damp.

After my dog, Liam, and I got back from our walk earlier this afternoon I turned on the hose (stuck through the fence like a makeshift sprinkler) so he could cool off and have fun for a little bit.

A little bit later I went out to turn the hose off and refill his water bowl.  Upon seeing how muddy and, therefore, adorable he was, I ran back in the house to grab my camera, and had fun taking pictures while he did his hysterical nonsense like he’s good at.

When he decided he had riled himself up to proper hyper mode, he came barreling towards me and gave me a huge muddy hug and made my laugh hysterically for a minute or so.  He’s such a goober.

Onslaught of photos of my muddy dog, coming through!  (Click any picture for a larger view)

^ I will grab this toy with ONE toe, Mummy!

^He grabbed something out of the puddle and decided it needed to be shook.

^My handsome boy!  (With his funny, “I’m excited” tail…)