
The fur ball
Day 123, 2012 When I talked to the vet about coming up to photograph Miss Buttercup, they warned me about the fur balls.
Seriously, how could another dog be a problem? I love dogs. As we drove up the country road to their place we passed by the herd of goats grazing in the pasture. We were in the foothills of the Cascade Mountains and I never really did think about the safety of the goats from coyote.
Once we arrived, we walked around the deck to the back of the house to enjoy the amazing view and quickly make my plan for Buttercup. As I was setting up, the fur balls arrived. A pair of beautiful great pyrenees, racing in to make sure that their neighbors were safe. Their jobs are to guard the goats, but with us they were as gentle as lambs.
This one made himself to home as he watched me set up, not really caring that he was on the stage for Buttercup. I whistled for a test shot and he looked up and promptly moved. Not far enough away for Buttercup though. They were happy to be held at bay with the doc as he handed out cookie after cookie to give me just a few minutes to work with Buttercup.