tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17754987946350263982024-03-19T00:56:09.536-07:00ShutterHoundsGreyhounds, photography, and mixing the two together...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.comBlogger294125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-24344203259976448472016-07-08T13:25:00.000-07:002016-07-08T13:25:49.152-07:00Katie on her dog bedI shared this photo (also on this blog two years ago) on Instagram yesterday as Facebook has been reminding me over the past three weeks about Katie's impending -- and then subsequent -- surgery and recovery. You can see where her IV was inserted, her incision, and the shrinking bruising area. A couple of days prior she had decided for herself that she wanted to go lie on top of her dog bed instead of the spare mattress we had set up for her to lie on as she recovered from her surgery. That's where I found her. At this point of time she was almost a week removed from her amputation.<br />
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It still pains me at times when I think about her now; I'll never get completely over it. I feel like that for Alex, Nikki, and Sadie (who died six months after Katie) who came before her, and I'll feel like that for Bean and Billy Bob (who came after her) whenever their time comes. But I look at all the pictures I took of Katie and I can better appreciate the nearly ten years she graced our household.<br />
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There are a lot of Katie memories, both good and bad, in those pictures. But Katie is in there, and that's really all that matters.<br />
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I usually have a problem trying to photograph Billy Bob when I kneel down to his eye level. That's because when I do that, he starts walking towards me. So without Gayle's help this picture wouldn't have been possible. She worked to get their attention and also keep them on one spot while I shot a few frames.<br />
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I used my 70-200mm VR zoom to put some distance between the dogs and me. I also used my SB-800 flash to fill in some shadows. It might be worth getting this printed because -- believe it or not -- I have no prints of my pictures hanging on our walls.<br />
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February 23rd is Billy's birthday and I wanted to take some birthday photos of him. So I led Bean and him out to our backyard and tried my luck. To get his attention I have a video of barking and rooing greyhounds during a turn-out at a racing kennel, a greyhound roo-fest inside a friend's home, and a morning practice with a squeaking artificial lure at a racetrack. No doubt he wondered what I was doing as I walking back-and-forth on the patio while getting ready to play back the video, so he followed me. Hoping he would keep a bit of distance from since I was using my 70-200mm zoom (which has a 5ft/1.5m minimum focusing distance) I braced myself against a vine-covered wall and played the video a few times. I used my SB-800 flash to provide a bit of fill.<br />
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This was his reaction upon hearing the rooing greyhounds.<br />
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Boo and my Dad were in their own bubble, sharing a moment in time.<br />
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Bean loves squeaky toys. And if they bounce, so much the better. I caught her one October afternoon playing with a Sprong® dog toy when she saw me, then grabbed the toy in her mouth and paused at the steps leading to the living room, waiting for me to play with her. I had my big, heavy 70-200mm VR with me, hoping she'd stay still long enough for me to get a few shots. To get more light into the house I opened the front door before I started shooting.</div>
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This is a close crop of the best of several pictures that I took as she waited on me. In the original picture I had composed the picture with Bean in the upper right corner of the viewfinder. As she was standing beyond the end of a wooden cabinet I wanted the bottom edge of the cabinet side and the lines of the hardwood flooring to draw your eye to Bean. I had to burn in the background behind her to make it less distracting. I donated a print of this to a greyhound event for their auction.</div>
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Nedra was a three-year-old at the time of her rescue. When her owner Kate introduced her to me, she explained that Nedra would be a little wary about me at first. Not a problem, I said. Eventually I was able to get a decent head shot of her as she grew accustomed to me:<br />
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But towards the end of her session she again showed a bit of wariness when I looked at her while we were on opposite sides of a tree. I sought to capture that here:</div>
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Thankfully, Nedra is in a home where she's loved. I can't imagine how she survived the conditions in which she was found back in 2010.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-31440592009370645902015-08-10T23:45:00.001-07:002016-02-15T23:53:53.531-08:00One of these Saturday morning schoolers is not like the others<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A photograph I took on 7.11.15 at the Iowa Greyhound Park of Saturday morning schoolers running in a schooling race. Schooling races are run to help trainers evaluate their dogs before they're permitted to run in their first official race.<br />
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Pictured here are #1 Superior Tickle, #2 Billy The Kid, #4 Roc A By Metal, #5 Tuff and Ruff, and #7 Wl Lonesome Girl. Tuff and Ruff won this particular race.<br />
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She has a lot of fun playing and running with them but we cringe a bit as we have to be mindful of her weak leg that can sometimes go out from under her and make her fall. The leg doesn't seem to bother her much as long as she doesn't play on hard surfaces like concrete or asphalt for too long. (She often wears a Therapaw on hard surfaces.) Then it seems to get sore and she tries not to put too much weight on it. Still, we want her to have fun -- it's too hard to try and keep a young dog like her down.<br />
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South of Denver and climbing up the Front Range of the Rockies we ran into this:<br />
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Before we got to the tunnel we decided to pull over in Georgetown and stretch our legs. There was plenty of snow on the ground, so we let Bean play around in it. We figure it will be the last time in quite awhile until we can drive her up to our local mountains around Los Angeles during a winter where we actually will have some decent snow.<br />
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After playing in the snow Bean decided to cool her rump:<br />
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Then it was back into the van. At the tunnel entrance we had to stop and sit for some minutes before being allowed to pass through and head down the other side.<br />
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Through it all, Bean traveled in the van better than I could have hoped. She repeated her traveling routine from the day before by napping, eating a few treats, and gently playing and squeaking some of her toys. She was so easy.<br />
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When we arrived at my parents' home we introduced Bean to them. Both Mom and Dad took a liking to her right away. Their black cat, Mischa, kept herself at a distance so Bean didn't get much of a chance to show her any interest.<br />
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After several hours' of sleep we got up early in the morning to start the final leg home. Feeling a little groggy we laid on the carpet for a few moments. Dad came over and laid down in front of Bean; she responded by giving him a nose-bump to the eye. Such a sweet gesture by her -- which is a testament to this dog breed.<br />
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And then we returned to the house and got ready to go. We thanked Aimée and Stuart for fostering Bean for two months, and finished loading up the van. After that was done Aimée sat in our van for one more (and not the last, I hope) picture with Bean.<br />
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On Interstate 35 we soon passed the Minnesota-Iowa state line, and then passed the exit that would have taken us back to Bean's farm. I looked to the left several times as we drove by, I'll admit, although the farm was too far to the east to be seen. Then we took a turn to the west at Des Moines and onto Interstate 80 which we would follow to our overnight destination of Omaha.<br />
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As we neared Omaha I thought I'd make a detour at Council Bluffs and visit the Bluffs Run greyhound track because I'd never been to a track before. I mumbled some sentences to Rachel about wanting to go there, and she was a good sport in saying she was okay with it. I blundered my way around the casino and track trying to decide where to park. Finally I picked a spot to park and we all got out. As I wasn't sure if the security guard at the track entrance would let us bring Bean inside, I had Rachel led Bean around the front to relieve herself while I went exploring inside the grandstand.<br />
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Entering the building I asked the guard if they were racing at the moment, and he tells that they're racing right now. "I think the tenth race just finished," he told me. "You can go see the dogs being led out for the next race." I thanked him and wandered further inside, heading in a direction I though would take me to the track. Looking at the posters and racing paraphenalia as I walked past it seemed so foreign to me. I wanted to go out onto the apron to see how close I could get to the track. I had thought of taking my big camera with me but then thought better of it: I hadn't asked for permission and I wouldn't have been surprised if the track employees were a little leery and defensive of a stranger taking pictures of a race. So I only took my smartphone.<br />
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I found my way out onto the apron and decided I would watch a race. As it turned the tenth race had not yet run: in fact, the lead-outs were taking the dogs to the post parade. After the dogs were shown to the patrons they were walked over to the starting box, each dog being placed in their assigned trap. As the mechanical lure (whose name escapes me) started down the homestretch the dogs were released. They thundered past me going into the clubhouse turn, shaking the ground. I just watched and marveled. In a little over 30 seconds the race was over, so I turned around and walked back to the entrance to meet Rach and Bean.<br />
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The skies were full of mammatus clouds -- which Rachel found fascinating -- as we got back into the van. But as we drove into Omaha there was word of a tornado warning to our west so we went directly to our motel after making a failed attempt at finding some take-out food before the storm hit. We unloaded our bags and checked in. Afterwards I went back to the front entrance and fetched a few more things out of the van and looked up at the gray clouds being torn to shreds by the increasing winds. There was really nothing else to do but sit in our motel room and wait out the storm. Bean took all of this in stride by lying down on one of beds and falling asleep. She couldn't have made it any easier for us that night, although I did take her out a couple of times overnight (once in pouring rain) to do her business since we didn't know what her routine was.<br />
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Eventually the tornado threat ended in Omaha but we saw on the news that other areas to the west and north had some pretty heavy property damage. And the weather wasn't going to improve much for our drive to Colorado the next day.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-75939361721758431262015-04-22T00:20:00.000-07:002015-04-22T00:20:37.622-07:00The Puppy Bean Roadtrip, part 4We originally planned on starting the long drive back home on Saturday, but talking to my parents on Friday changed all that. There was a late-season snow storm forecast to hit Colorado, so we couldn't be sure if the pass and the Eisenhower tunnel that cross the Rockies would be open or not. We just didn't want to have driven all the way from MN to CO, only to be stopped by snow at the pass. So we asked Aimée if we could hang out another day with them before heading home. She was more than happy to oblige, as who knew when she'd see The Bean again...if ever?<br />
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She had another day trip planned out: a nature hike at Taylor Falls and the St. Croix River on the border of Minnesota and Wisconsin. It was a beautiful day for a hike:<br />
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After we returned to Aimée's house we spent some time out in her backyard with her greys Boo, Dazzle, and Flower. Bean grabbed onto the sleeve of Rachel's hoodie to get her to play:<br />
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To this day Bean does this, and I don't think she'll ever completely outgrow it.<br />
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I had to get a few photos of Boo as I think she has one of the most extraordinary Greyhound faces I've ever seen:<br />
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While Rachel and I were anxious to be on our way with Bean, it was a bittersweet moment for Aimée. You can't foster a Greyhound puppy like Bean for more than two months and not grow fond of her.<br />
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The next day we would begin our trip back home.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-38210891449448096672015-03-07T22:29:00.000-08:002015-03-07T22:29:48.664-08:00The Puppy Bean Roadtrip, part 3I refrained from taking any pictures of puppy Bean when we arrived at Aimée's home the day before as I wanted to just take in what was happening (although I did take a video of Rachel meeting Bean in the backyard). This was the first picture I took of her while she was playing with a toy on Friday morning:<br />
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And then there was this one:<br />
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She was woolly from living in the cold climate of Iowa and Minnesota. We've become familiar with this look on her face in the second picture.<br />
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Later that morning Bean decided to "help" Aimée with collecting a garden hose:<br />
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I don't know...I don't call this "help"-ing in my book.<br />
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One thing we found out quickly is that she loves to chase after balls:<br />
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Despite having had two broken non-weight-bearing toes on two diagonally-opposite feet and a suspect right hind leg, she ran like it never posed a problem. I happen to like the middle picture of the three above -- the leap to pounce on the ball just shows me her joy at play.<br />
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After noon Aimée drove us to Minnehaha Falls. Pretty cool that the falls are in a city park:<br />
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Aimée pauses to give Boo a smooch:<br />
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After getting lunch at the Walker Art Center and walking around its sculpture garden we went back to Aimée's to relax before a little get-together dinner was planned to celebrate Bean's gotcha day. Rachel could not resist playing with Zorba (left) and Sid:<br />
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That night we got to meet some of Aimée's and Stuart's friends and met the president of GPA-MN, the adoption group we worked with to adopt Bean. We signed the adoption papers and she was officially ours!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-79983026984979727862015-01-05T21:11:00.000-08:002015-01-06T09:24:35.549-08:00The Puppy Bean Roadtrip, part 2So I mentioned in part 1 about this roadtrip that we applied to adopt a racing Greyhound puppy. None of this would have happened if it wasn't for our friend Aimée. When we asked her, she agreed to foster the unnamed puppy (soon to be called "Bean" by our daughter) as long as the pup tolerated cats because Aimée and her husband had two of them. If Bean wouldn't tolerate cats she would be fostered by someone else in her greyhound adoption group, but the puppy would be adopted -- no matter what. I mean...PUPPY!<br />
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Fortunately, Bean was okay with cats.<br />
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Now we had to plan on when we could pick up puppy Bean. She lived in Iowa, but Aimée would pick her up and take her to her home in Minnesota. Flying Bean out to us was out of the question, so the only alternative was to drive from California to Minnesota and back. I spent a few days trying to figure out where our rest stops would be, and eventually settled on this itinerary:<br />
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<li>Day 1: Los Angeles, CA to Grand Junction, CO</li>
<li>Day 2: Grand Junction, CO to Omaha, NE</li>
<li>Day 3: Omaha, NE to Minneapolis, MN</li>
<li>Day 4: Rest up in Minneapolis</li>
<li>Day 5: Minneapolis to Omaha</li>
<li>Day 6: Omaha to Grand Junction</li>
<li>Day 7: Grand Junction to Los Angeles</li>
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This is crazy, but Greyhound people are sort of like that.<br />
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I had a hard time believing it's actually happening.<br />
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At 6AM our daughter and I left home and began the first leg to Colorado. After thirteen hours of driving through Nevada, Arizona, Utah, and Colorado we arrived at my parents place, ate dinner, and chatted for awhile before going to bed. While talking with them about the roadtrip I still had a feeling that they thought we were a little crazy doing this but understood why and supported us.<br />
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Up early the following morning we needed to drive another twelve hours through Colorado and Nebraska to get to Omaha by nightfall. The weather was perfect and driving east on the Interstate 70, 76, and 80 was easy.<br />
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All this time I kept thinking and wishing that Sadie was with us.<br />
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We got some sleep after eating a late dinner in Omaha. The following morning we got up a little later than the previous two mornings. We were driving four hours into Iowa and stopping at the Greyhound farm where Bean and her eight litter mates were whelped on 16 September, 2013 (a week before Katie died). I grabbed a snapshot of the Iowa landscape scrolling past our car windows:<br />
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As we got closer to Bean's farm, I could still scarcely believe this was really happening: we were going to see where she was whelped, and we were going to meet her breeder. We turned off of Interstate 35 and after making a couple more left's-and-right's we made a final right turn and there it was on either side of a gravel road:<br />
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Our friend who was fostering Bean had just parked her car in the driveway just minutes before we arrived. She introduced us to the owners, and we were then ambushed by the resident greeter-greyhound, Thunder. Rachel got the worst of it:<br />
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Gary's wife, Bev, took a liking to Rachel right away after they invited us inside their home: Rachel noticed all the birds feeding in their backyard and started naming them right away. Bev was so impressed by this, so they started talking birds for minutes. In between all this, Aimée handed them a print of a photo she had taken of their previous greeter-greyhound, Rocky, who had recently died. They were really touched.<br />
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Let me just take a moment and thank Aimée for meeting us at Gary's farm because she knew that I very badly wanted to see it -- more so since it's Bean's birthplace. Our friend has been to the farm numerous times to pick up greyhounds who were ready for retirement from Gary, and they have a close working and personal relationship. It's a precious thing, and not the sort of thing that you take for granted, exploit, or take advantage of. And we have to thank Gary and Bev for letting us, as total strangers from California, open their farm to us. It's really not something that we, as greyhound adopters, ever get to see. <br />
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Gary told us to go anywhere we'd like on his farm. Gary and his farmhand walked with us when they had a few fleeting moments of free time to spare from their chores. They answered our questions and talked about the various areas of his farm. We stopped to visit the long, rectangular runs where the litters of greyhound puppies get to exercise and play with each other as much as they want. In one run were some of Bean's litter mates (at that time they were almost eight months old):<br />
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The particolor greyhound is one of Bean's brothers that looks very much like her. Aimée is hoping to adopt him when his racing career is over.<br />
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After meeting some yearlings in a nearby barn we drove down the 200-yard-long turn-out pens with Thunder as our escort and watched all the puppies run and barking before us. I'd never seen anything like that before.<br />
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Along the far end of the farm was a turn-out pen with rows of small trees. In this pen were more puppies hiding and playing. They came out to see us as we approached.<br />
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They are very curious to see new people, and lots of them were eager to play with us. Gary makes sure that his dogs are well-socialized: he has people stop by to play with his pups.<br />
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One of the highlights was spending time at one of the puppy barns. We got to play with a litter of puppies there.<br />
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Finally, we went into the pen where there were older pups (but slightly younger than Bean). Aimée was quickly mobbed by one of the pups:<br />
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Oh oh...one of the black pups has me in its sights:<br />
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Reluctantly we left the puppies so they could go back and play. Lastly we went inside a barn where the brood mamas were:<br />
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And we watched Gary's farmhand prepare the afternoon meal for all the dogs. I was impressed at how clean and immaculate the rooms in all of the buildings were. Gary is proud of how well he maintains his property and how he cares for all of his dogs -- and rightly so.<br />
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We bid a reluctant farewell to the farm and headed north under rainy skies to Minnesota for our introduction to our puppy Bean. Pictures of that will be in the next post (which I swear won't take as long to write as this one).Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-71072809153809004122014-10-01T12:49:00.000-07:002014-10-01T12:49:07.084-07:00It's National Black Dog DayTo recognize this day I'll share this photo of Sadie that I took back in 2008. Here she was playing bitey-face with Katie.<br />
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Still miss these two girls a lot -- always will.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-24907884097505374552014-09-25T21:21:00.001-07:002014-09-25T21:21:17.305-07:00The Puppy Bean Roadtrip, part 1One evening, a few days after we lost Katie last September to lymphoma, Gayle commented — out of nowhere — that she wanted to adopt a racing Greyhound puppy. My mind spun for a few moments as I tried to recall stories written by others who had raised puppies. While I could not remember specific experiences, I knew the stories ranged from "I would do it again in a heartbeat..." to "I did it once and never again...". Was adopting a puppy really something we were prepared to do? <br />
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Although Sadie was getting on surprisingly well as an only dog after having Katie around for nearly ten years, she really did need a dog of her own. (As an aside, racing Greyhounds are always around other Greyhounds from whelping to the day they retire from the track. While on the farm Greyhound litters are kept together for a year before they're sent off to "finishing" school.) I mentioned our interest in getting a Greyhound puppy to a friend of mine in Minnesota who regularly went to a Greyhound farm in Iowa to pick up newly-retired racing dogs. I could keep my eyes peeled for one, she wrote back. And, she explained, Gary (the farm owner) doesn't have oops litters but occasionally has one with a minor physical issue that causes him to decide not to train the puppy but put it up for adoption instead.<br />
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That was as far as puppy-talk went for the next several months.<br />
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My friend, during that time, made a few trips to Gary's farm, hauling dogs back to her Greyhound adoption group in Minnesota. During a trip she made at the end of November she photographed a litter of puppies that were just two-and-a-months-old. Here is one of her photos of one of those puppies, sleeping in the late autumn sun:<br />
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In February, very shortly after Gayle, Sadie, and I returned from the Solvang Greyhound Fest, Aimée sent me a message: Gary has a five-month-old female white-and-brindle Greyhound puppy who injured herself at the farm and, although she was treated for it, he's not going to train her to race but wants to pet her out. Would we be interested?</div>
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Uhhh...was this really happening...and happening this fast? We said "yes," put in our application, had our interview and were approved. Now we just had to plan the roadtrip to get her.</div>
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He turned seven on 12 July.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com3Solvang, CA, USA34.5958201 -120.1376480999999834.5435291 -120.21832909999998 34.648111099999994 -120.05696709999998tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-30441870575481151792014-07-07T22:58:00.001-07:002014-07-07T22:58:30.633-07:00Pain and RemembranceI don't know if anyone is still reading this blog or not; I haven't added anything to this blog since a couple of weeks after Sadie died on St. Patrick's Day. I am sorry if you've been holding out and waiting for the past three months for something new from me. Her death had stolen most, if not all, of my motivation to write about pictures I have taken of Greyhounds and their owners. Oh, I do have plenty of pictures to share and give you a little background about them...but writing about it had seemed pointless without her (or Katie, for that matter).<br />
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We were without Greyhounds (or dogs) in the house for the first time in twenty years. That span lasted for two months, and it was the worst two months ever.<br />
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Fortunately I had planned to join two of my friends on an East Coast roadtrip to see a third friend run in the Boston Marathon for the first time. And I was lucky that I had photo shoots to do with a customer in Williamsburg, NY, and at the Greyhounds in Gettysburg event in late April. It was a great distraction for me, but still I caught myself weeping several times (like on the Amtrak train that we took from Boston to New York, or on the Metro in New York) because I missed her so much. My two traveling companions understood, and helped me a great deal.<br />
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And shortly after returning from Gettysburg our daughter and I prepared to drive to Minnesota and back to pick up a seven-month-old female Greyhound puppy (who our daughter named "Bean"), fostered for two months by my friend Aimée and her husband.<br />
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I promise to write about how Puppy Bean came to join our family in the very near future.<br />
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It was early this evening that Puppy Bean was lying on the front lawn, and I was sitting and watching her while holding the end of her leash. And as I watched I was suddenly reminded of a picture I took of Katie eleven days after her leg amputation. So I took our my smartphone and tried to get a picture of Bean as I had done with Katie.<br />
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As I tried to frame the picture it then occurred to me that tomorrow (Tuesday, 8 July) will be a year and a week since Katie's operation. It again saddened me terribly that she was no longer here, and those feelings of loss overcame me anew. I remembered what I told her at the end:<br />
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"I'm so sorry, Katie, that we could not save you."<br />
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As I have told some of my Greyhound friends who let me vent and hug and cry on their shoulders about Katie since her death, I will forever resent the fact that we did not even get the chance to treat her for the lymphoma that eventually took her so swiftly from us. If we just had the chance...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-7214228695656523162014-04-02T23:53:00.000-07:002014-04-02T23:53:38.025-07:00I expect to see her everywhereIt's been hard on you not to have your dog, my wife told me as she gave me a long hug one recent morning. "I expect to see her everywhere," I replied.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-92134778934074495822014-03-19T09:56:00.000-07:002014-03-19T09:56:34.568-07:00Goodnight, Sadie (2002 - 2014)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-55254585721846221902014-03-07T12:56:00.001-08:002014-03-07T12:56:35.656-08:00Katie's portrait is doneWe received Katie's portrait from Xan a few days ago. Seeing the painting develop on a web page is one thing, but having the finished portrait in your hands and seeing it in its full glory is something entirely different...and so much better.<br />
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Thanks to our friends who commissioned Xan to do this portrait of our beloved Katie, and to Xan for a wonderful painting that will be cherished forever. </div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-16839793837198845762014-02-17T13:07:00.000-08:002014-02-19T11:01:14.304-08:00GypsyI was running into a problem when I started working on Gypsy's session pictures at last year's Dewey Beach: everything was looking uninspired and dreary. What to do?<br />
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I thought I would add a lot more exposure than I usually do just because I wanted her to stand out more. So I added some black to sharpen things up a bit, and added a slight vignette. Even then the sky in the background was pretty featureless, so I played around with using a gradient filter and added some underexposure to see if I could get some details in the clouds to show up. That helped with what I had in mind. Then I did a bit of cropping and digitally removed her leash.<br />
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For the picture below, I'm exploring my photojournalist-wannabe side. I didn't want a standard pose here. After I uploaded the picture I felt like the image's vibe was ambiguous, or perhaps you weren't sure how how Gypsy is feeling (well? ill? stressed?) under a threatening sky at the moment: <br />
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She was actually turning to her right to present her profile to me. <br />
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I sometimes do this to see if I can see the scene in front of me differently. It doesn't always work (just like most of my pictures don't work) but it keeps things interesting, and helps me to keep trying to get better at seeing the world around me.<br />
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(Shot with the Nikon D600 and 18-35mm zoom; aperture-priority, with aperture set to f/8 and 1/160 second in top picture; shutter-priority, with shutter speed set to1/1600 second and aperture of f/4.5 in bottom; center-weighted metered; +0.7 exposure compensation in top picture, +0 in bottom; shot in RAW, converted to DNG, and imported into Lightroom.)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-75552539575865974342014-02-01T12:40:00.002-08:002014-02-02T10:12:47.390-08:00Today is World Galgo DayToday is World Galgo Day, which was set aside to publicize their situation in Spain. The plight of the galgo (also known as the Spanish Greyhound) in Spain, especially after the end of the hunting season (which happens to be now), is heartbreaking and horrifying. I will not post any pictures here of what happens to all too many of them, but suffice it to say that you can use Google to search and see for yourself. Fortunately there are people and organizations both here in the US (SAGE, GRIN, Scooby North America) and in Europe (Scooby, BaasGalgo, Galgos del Sol, Fundación Benjamín Mehnert) who do their utmost to rescue (and I mean, rescue) them.<br />
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What I will do here is to show you some pictures of Galgos that I've met in private photo sessions.<br />
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Izaskun:<br />
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Romeo:<br />
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Tadeo:<br />
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Lehto:<br />
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Cara:<br />
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Adopting a galgo is not quite as hard as you might think.<br />
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Thanks to all the volunteers and organizations that help these wonderful dogs.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775498794635026398.post-83536678665554211932014-02-01T00:09:00.001-08:002014-02-01T00:09:52.846-08:00Misty Rose (2005 - 2014)<div style="text-align: center;">
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Filling an emptiness we don't even know we have.</div>
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(Photographed at the inaugural Remember The Greyhound event in San Antonio, TX, in November 2013.)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359636171032965712noreply@blogger.com2