I just love this family.
I knew them when it was just these two. I took their engagement photos, when it was like 12 degrees outside. Not even kidding. Then their wedding. Which was a beautiful day and not even close to 12 degrees.
I did their photos when there was three. Miss Brinkley came along with her full head of dark hair.
And then little blondie George.
And recently they added one more. Little Harry. He is the one who is well, hairy. Who I just got the biggest kick out of. He would run, and disappear. Then he would come running at high speed warp and buzz right by us. Make his appearance and off he would go again sometimes for a long while. They didn’t seem to be concerned but in the back of my mind I was thinking Harry was gone forever and it would be on my watch. I can’t have that. He isn’t built for living in the woods. He is little and likes his pillow at home. We were getting ready to wrap things up, and I am looking around trying to be cool, like Harry isn’t my dog but where the heck did that little dude go? Walked up to our cars and I was just about to say, “should we be looking for Harr-” Bang! There is was. Whew. Get that dog in the car, I am a nervous wreck.
Thank you for all the years for me being a little fly on the wall in your world.