Here’s a couple of dogs I photographed the other day at Hayesden Country Park.
The first two pictures are of Max, an absolutely beautiful four month old Siberian Husky/Northern Inuit X.
These are followed by Lucy, a slightly older Border Terrier pup who belongs to some friends of ours who were just finishing their walk as we set off.
Max, Siberian Husky/Northern Inuit X
Lucy, Border Terrier
Isn’t it funny how people get a dog once the ‘having kids’ thing is all done?
That’s what happened to us. And every morning I see lots of the mums and dads walking their little kiddies up to school, past our house and loads of them now have a dog in tow. It would seem to be the thing to do.
So these photo session pics are of a newly-acquired pup called Ruby (a Jack Russell) who belongs to our friends who live around the corner. She was only about 12 weeks when these were taken. Ahhh.
Having started this blog, not really knowing whether it would take off or not, I see it as having reached a happily-trundling-along stage. My dog walking has taken on an extra dimension with the anticipation of whom I might meet on the way. I used to stick the iPod on and go off into a world of Mike Harding, Bob Harris and Johnny Coppin and must admit that I do miss this ‘switching-off’ way of dog walking but I feel as though I do need to be more aware of what’s around me so listening to folky tunes is done while I stare at a computer screen now.
Come on, admit it, you like a nice puppy picture don’t you? If you’re reading this, there’s a good chance you like dogs, own a dog, like dog pictures or have had a business card thrust into your hand so you thought you’d better check it out. Yes, of course you do, everyone likes puppies (or maybe I’m just getting soft in my old age). So when I saw little Lexie, an 11 week old black Labrador pup been walked this morning I had to cross the road. She has only just started to go out with her owner after having all the relevant jabs etc and was dead gorgeous.
I’m coming across lots of new pups on my walks at the moment.
This little chap is Archie, an English Springer Spaniel that’s just 3½ months old. The owners are now living locally after moving down from London.
Tricky to photograph, as he was such a live-wire, but really glad I did.
Well, what d’you know? On Christmas Eve, I’d set off with Barney and was walking down dog poo alley (you know, the alleyway between Prospect Road and Holden Road) and came across Jessie, a 17 week old Boxer. I had only recently photographed little Ollie, the ten week old Boxer and here we are again with another one, just as gorgeous. She was certainly eager to get playing but had just finished her walk and was on the lead.
Hope to see her again soon, hopefully off the lead around the Common.
On the same walk last week when I saw and photographed Stan (the chocolate Lab in the previous post), I also came across Ollie, a ten week old Boxer puppy.
Ollie was actually on his first proper dog walk and loving every minute of it.
Storywise, this just worked perfectly as the aptly-named canine equivalent of Laurel & Hardy were having great fun chasing each other around.
Last week surely was a good week for puppies what with also photographing Nigella’s Miniature Schnauzer pups.
Got my first look at Nigella’s Miniature Schnauzer puppies yesterday.
Well, everyone loves a puppy and these are unbelievably cute. They are now about 4½ weeks old having been born on my birthday, 5th November. I used to get the whole, ‘Why weren’t you called Guy?’ banter and I’m glad to say that one of boys is called Sparky in honour of the birth date.
The other dog in the litter is Bruno and the two bitches are Freda and Margo.
I know there has been lots of excitement and interest in these pups, but I’m afraid to say that they are all spoken for now.
They are such time-wasters. You get drawn in to watching them. Trying to get them arranged for a team group was like herding cats. I really should have filmed the whole episode rather than photograph it, as it was so funny watching Sam (the owner) place each of them on the blanket roll in a line. It was as though they were on a conveyor belt where one would get up and leave followed by the next, to be replaced by Sam at the other end. This went on for ages.
Trying to name them all in a line is tricky, but Sam was able to give me their names on the individual pictures. I still can’t identify them lined up though.
I’m posting a few more pics than normal and there are a few extras as well which I’ll be uploading to the Shop in case any of the new owners would like to purchase a print of their new little bundles. Oooh, just in time for Christmas.