Sweet Heart

What a sweet heart.


I love my old man dog. Although he's not a very good model.


He refuses to look at me when I have a camera in front of my face.


He looks left, he looks right, he walks away and shows me his backside. 


He's very u.n.c.o.o.p.e.r.a.t.i.v.e.


See? He makes a pretty heart with his legs and won't look at me to take a pretty picture.


Pooh.

He purposely looks everywhere else but at me.

I think he spotted a bug flitting around and got very interested in it. Just as I was trying to take his picture.

Two seconds before this shot, he was looking me right in the eye.

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I love the way the wind was blowing the hair on his ear. It's so graceful looking. And fancy.

He looks like he gets highlights.

I promise you I do NOT highlight my old man dog's hair.

Ah. Finally.

A full-on face shot.

I had to trick him. I held the camera above my head and pointed down.

He'll look at me as long as the camera isn't there. I tried to bring the camera back down and snap a few more and he was gone.

Trotting off into the house, full-on shot of his backside.

I think J and K have been talking to him.