Like that moment I realized I may never fully understand what dogs find comfortable
Or the moment I realized these two guys had a good thing going
One busy day I thought about skipping a trip to the beach. This photo was the moment I realized I should always make time for this joy in my life
While many photos represent moments of realization for me, my absolute favorite photos are when I catch a pup have a moment of realization.
Like the moment when I give the release command and Penny realizes it’s treat time
Or the moment Penny realized she’d made a miscalculation and Eko realized he’d taught his sister a lesson
Recently I caught a “moment of realization” that never fails to make me crack up when I look at it.
When Eko and Penny are in full-romp mode at the beach it is a tangled blur of paws and teeth and tails and growls. It’s certainly a sight to behold. Last week, while Eko and Penny tore down the shoreline a very ambitious French Bulldog decided to assert his dominance.
The little guy barreled toward Eko and Penny while aggressively barking
At first Eko and Penny were too caught up in play to notice the pup. But when they did turn their attention to him, I caught a perfect moment-of-realization.
“I’ve made a huge mistake.”
The Frenchie stopped running and stopped barking in a single instant. I’m guessing his heart also stopped as Penny and Eko came sprinting over. To his credit, the Frenchie did an excellent imitation of a statue while Eko and Penny sniffed hello before resuming their game of tag.
Anyone else capture any good “moments of realization” photos recently?
I had no clue that Frenchies are that brave :o) … well at least when it comes to a “french leave” :o)
The Frenchie was trying to bring some decorum to the beach scene and was barking orders. When he realized that what he was saying wasn’t going to fly with the double R team, well… it’s just good manners to stand like a statue saying “what? who? where?”
Last night, while I hung onto the very edge of the sofa, we had that moment. Old Bruno napping next to me and Ty wedged between me, Bruno and the back of the couch. Head on my shoulder reading with me.
My husband grabbed the camera. Another quiet time caught to be added to other pictures of dogs still with us, others gone. Active, quiet. All the best!
🙂 my husband and I admire you for taking such great photos of RRs because we know how hard it is 😉
You can look some of our photos at google plus and meet our dogs… in paralel universe. Send a request 🙂
I haven’t come to the realization that my eggs won’t hatch. When I do, they may not be around to take the picture.
Good/great photographers realize early on that it takes a lot of photos to get that one or two that are MAGIC…..you do it ever so well…..seriously! These are great moments of realization…..no – make that just plain GREAT moments!
Pam
Those unexpected lucky shots are always the best 🙂
My photographer says sorting through all the photos is so fun as the ones you didn’t really want often provide huge inspiration!
YES! Mom loves these types of photos. The kind of oh no that leads to the wonderment of a GREAT picture. Of course I myself have taken a few of the pooch here too. Snorts and oinks my friend. XOXO – Bacon
You’re a smart man, W. You know to think like a dog is the way to go. NEVER miss a chance to be joyous!
Love and licks and joy,
Cupcake
I make Sam freeze so I can catch any shot (I know, it shows, too). He’s getting pretty good with the ‘freeze’ command. What am I saying, it’s just dumb luck he isn’t moving! Otherwise, I’d never have anything to post on the blog photo-wise. 😉
Eko in that box is awesome! Most of my RR pix is when they are sleeping. So hard to catch them when awake.
And your brother and Dutch. Still brings a tear to my eye.
Little dogs don’t realise they aren’t big dogs. My Maltese/Yorkshire Terrier cross once crossed the road to take on two Rottweilers in their own front yard. That was a scary moment!
Your timing with this topic couldn’t be better. Khoi’s moment was today, when I came around our neighbor’s hedge to find him with a duck tucked into his mouth. He stared at me with that “What?”-look on his face. He gently set the bird down when I told him to leave it. The slightly baffled mallard (domesticated) repositioned its wings, fluffed its feathers and waddled off. Quickly. Khoi reluctantly watched it go and didn’t try to recapture. This isn’t the first time he’s tried to play with a duck, but he may have finally realized the duck did not want to play with him. Of course, no camera when I needed it.
did you filter or edit those last two photos? the color is awesome.
Digital photography sure has made it more fun to snap away and then weed out the blurry ones later. No more waiting to finish the roll just to see if you had any good ones. These pictures were all priceless.
Gotta love how they recognize le pecking order toot-suite, lol. Little frenchie should be thankful your team is well manored and only said hello and didn’t cause a scene.