If Auggie were a show dog…
and got his coat all floofy dried out, I guess it might look like this.
Except slightly less deranged looking. Well, maybe not.
Can you see this?? His hair is EVERYWHERE. He slobbered all over the place playing with his ball, then got out his giant sheep and started throwing it around, and his mane went *KER-POOF!* I had to take a picture but maybe you can’t see it very well in photos.
He looks like a moron.
What Auggie really thinks of Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s Day sux.
This holiday is sooooooo boring. More candy plz.
52 Weeks of Auggie – 7/52 Valentine’s Day
A puppy would make a fantastic Valentine’s Day surprise. Unfortunately mine still isn’t even conceived yet.
Rejects:
I had some “backdrop” malfunctions involved with these rejects. This one is SO cute but the backdrop didn’t cover the whole couch, so I felt funny using it as the one I liked.
More backdrop malfunctions. He looks so smug in this one!
Here’s the set on Flickr where you can see all of my 52 Weeks photos in one go:
52 Weeks of Auggie
Want to see the shots that ALMOST made it, but didn’t quite? Check these out!
52 Weeks of Auggie – The Rejects
52 Weeks of Auggie – 6/52 Bedtime
Ahhhhh… bedtime. This presented a bit of a challenge because I haven’t managed to get photos of Auggie sleeping since he was a puppy. If I move he’s immediately up and going “Whatcha doin? Are we going somewhere? What’s that? Hi what are you doing?”
So I had to lay on the floor for nearly an hour until he finally settled down and I was able to get shots for this week.
Also, I shattered Auggie’s world. I opened the side door on his crate so I could get photos from a different angle, and his MIND WAS BLOWN. He kept staring at the opened door, the door I normally open, then at me, and could not understand what had happened.
Only one reject:
I felt the angle of the one I picked was better, though this is a pretty cute little picture too!
Here’s the set on Flickr where you can see all of my 52 Weeks photos in one go:
52 Weeks of Auggie
Want to see the shots that ALMOST made it, but didn’t quite? Check these out!
52 Weeks of Auggie – The Rejects
52 Weeks of Auggie – 5/52 Colours
I had a tough time with this one, because there’s not much as far as colour outside goes. There’s a ton of snow on the ground so it’s basically white, and being an art student I am adamant that white is NOT a colour but the absence of colour, therefore using “white” was out of the question. I did consider doing yellow and photographing Auggie in front of some yellow snow… I also had a great idea for yellow involving tennis balls, but was surprised to find he doesn’t own as many yellow tennis balls as I thought.
So I just went with red, which is the colour I buy all of Auggie’s leads and things in.
Here’s all the rejects… this was kind of fun.
I really liked this one because he looks like such a badass in it.
This one cracked me up and I liked it, but decided ultimately that wasn’t the one I wanted to use.
But it gets funnier.
…and funnier…
…and eventually it becomes HILARIOUS.
Here’s the set on Flickr where you can see all of my 52 Weeks photos in one go:
52 Weeks of Auggie
Want to see the shots that ALMOST made it, but didn’t quite? Check these out!
52 Weeks of Auggie – The Rejects
I don’t wanna go to bed
but I’m… sooooo tired…
I think I’ll just… lay on this pillow here…
Problem: I dumped the pillow there in a hurry so it’s folded almost in half. Dog is too big for pillow. And also IT’S ALL OF A FOOT FROM THE CRATE. JUST GO TO BED AUGGIE.
I thought for sure he’d get up when I stood up to get the camera, and usually when I turn it on and the lense extends he moves, but he lifted his head and looked at me… then put his head back down. Sooooo tired…
You can see his crate door in this one. Seriously, he’s that close to it. I actually had the pillow laying NEXT to his crate a while back and he would still lay on the pillow instead of the crate. Just a change of scenery I guess…
How can this be comfortable…?
Okay seriously. There’s no way that’s comfortable.
Little feets hanging off the back.
“Hi baby. Why don’t you just get in your crate? You fit in there.”
“No,” he said, and puts his head back down.
He stayed there for another ten minutes and JUST NOW finally got up and got in his crate. Weird dog.
For Sale
One small fuzzy monster. Smells a bit. Very annoying. Can communicate with wookies.
The old ones only sell when they are on clearance because they are not cute tiny puppies anymore so you have to clearance them.
And also he is defective. Like not right in the head. And he has funny front feet.
And he may or may not try to devour you. Feet first!
Blanket Fort
Normally you get no snow days in radio. Never mind the fact that I rarely got snow days when I was a kid in school too, but there’s pretty much no such thing in radio. You have to be there every day. The show MUST go on.
We had an impending snow storm coming, so Tuesday I made it to work (and was the only one of my co-workers in the front office who made it there) and not only did Tuesday’s work, but on the suggestion of our business manager, I did Wednesday’s work too – just in case I wouldn’t be able to make it in on Wednesday.
Tuesday night I was scoffing. “This is ridiculous. EIGHTEEN INCHES of snow they said. There’s maybe a couple out there. MAYBE a couple. How stupid. And I did all that work ahead of time! Now I’m going to be soooo bored at work with nothing to do all day!”
Wednesday morning I woke up to discover my dad couldn’t even get out of our street in his truck and almost didn’t even make it back to our house and up the drive once he gave up and decided to come back home. No way was my Impala going somewhere if his truck couldn’t make it out.
Soooo… SNOW DAY!
And what do you do on a snow day? Well, besides shoveling a ton of snow once it stops snowing and digging out your car from under all the snow so you can get to work tomorrow if they finally plow your street, you build BLANKET FORTS.
Do not enter the Blanket Fort. Do not disturb the puppy monster.
My hair is a mess from being stuffed underneath a hat a couple times.
A remote shutter release would be very, very handy.
52 Weeks of Auggie – 4/52 Oh The Places You’ll Go
We were supposed to get out of the house for this one. The weather sucks here so taking the dog anywhere OUTSIDE was not going to happen.
So I took my dog to work with me.
Here’s the set on Flickr where you can see all of my 52 Weeks photos in one go:
52 Weeks of Auggie
Want to see the shots that ALMOST made it, but didn’t quite? Check these out!
52 Weeks of Auggie – The Rejects
Black & White Photos… or Photo 101 Deja Vu
These were shot while working on the black & white theme for the 52 Week Project, and most of them weren’t really spectacular or interesting enough to even be in the running for the winning shot, but some came out cute so I thought I’d share…
Chew chew chew leg
I really wanted something cute with that soccer ball involved, but he just wasn’t having it.
I believe this is Auggie’s turtle impression?
More chew legs.
If the focus on this one had been better it might have been in the running for my pick for the week, LOL.
Tired little boy. Agility practice makes for a tired dog, and that makes me happy, except when I’m trying to get some interesting photos and he’s trying to sleep on the job.
I almost wanted to use this one… I just set the camera down and clicked.
The shot I liked but with the focus reversed.
I was trying something new and got a few cute shots, but my light was on the other side of the blanket here so almost NONE of them came out properly focused. This is the only one that come out okay. I got some good shots that weren’t in focus, too. =P
Hello Ladies.
Look at your dog.
Now back to me.
Now back to your dog – now back to me.
Sadly, your dog isn’t me. But if he stopped using minty-flavoured chewies and switched to bully sticks… he could smell like me.
I’m on a horse.
(This is why all the bitches love Auggie.)
52 Weeks of Auggie – 2/52 It’s All Black & White
For this week, we were to shoot in black & white. I don’t shoot much in black & white… and I don’t think I’ve taken ANY black & white shots of Auggie in the entire five years I’ve had him, so this was kind of an interesting challenge. It also took me back to when I was in Photo 101 (though that wasn’t the last time I shot in black & white, it was certainly when I did the MOSt shooting in black & white.)
I took a LOT of shots for this and narrowed them down to just a few, and for some reason I just really liked this one… so this is what I went with. It’s a bit grainy, I over-sharpened it just a bit, but it sort of reminds me of when I’d be in the darkroom and there would be dust on my film or the enlarger and that angry fit you throw when you get all kinds of dust and scratches on your print as a result…
Here’s the set on Flickr where you can see all of my 52 Weeks photos in one go:
52 Weeks of Auggie
Want to see the shots that ALMOST made it, but didn’t quite? Check these out!
52 Weeks of Auggie – The Rejects
52 Weeks of Auggie – 1/52 First Is The Worst
For the 52 Week project, week 1, the theme was “first is the worst,” or dogs behaving badly. MY dog? Behaving BADLY? No way.
Getting Auggie to behave naughty was not difficult. The hardest part of this was picking out which of his destroyed toys to take out of the “need to be sewn back together” pile and give to him to let him rip up some more.
I have a set on Flickr where all of these will be hosted if you’d like to just view all the photos in one go:
52 Weeks of Auggie
Want to see the shots that ALMOST made it, but didn’t quite? Check these out!
52 Weeks of Auggie – The Rejects
52 Weeks of Auggie – 0/52 Right Hand (Wo)Man
I have joined a photography project for the year of 2011. It’s a 52 week project (rather than the popular 356 day project) so you take one photo every week. This week is week 0, so just a “practice” week where everybody was making sure they could get their photos uploaded and everything. The theme was “Right Hand (Wo)Man” or just a shot to establish who your subject is going to be for the project.
Mine, of course, is Auggie… since he’s all I’ve got.
For now.
The group for this project is on Flickr, so I have a set on Flickr where all of these will be hosted if you’d like to just view all the photos in one go:
52 Weeks of Auggie
I also made a set where I upload a few of the shots that came REALLY close to being “the one” out of all the photos I snapped. I tend to shoot a LOT and only select a few to upload and post anyway, and for this project I narrow it down even further to a handful of photos in the running to be the one photo. These are the few photos that I passed over in favour of the photo shown above. Or, as I call them… The Rejects.
52 Weeks of Auggie – The Rejects
A Very Auggie Christmas, 2010
Just about everything I asked for this year was for the dog… haaaa.
Our Christmas tree photos didn’t turn out that great though.
This would be cute if it were in focus. =<
STINKEYE. This is about what our family photos look like every year now so I can’t blame him. Somebody in our family needs to hurry up and reproduce so I don’t have to sit in front of the tree with my cousin for “kids photo” anymore. Seriously, I’m the youngest and I’m 26. I think we can stop the “kids photo” now.
Slightly mischievous look…
grumble…
more grumble…
can we be done now??
This is dumb. Let’s do something else.
And then we opened stockings. At 2AM. Because we came home at midnight and had to shovel the drive before we could even get the truck up the drive, then we opened presents a 1AM (while Auggie ran berserk the entire time with entirely too much energy for 1AM) and then decided to go ahead and just open the stockings.
I grabbed my P&S instead of the DSLR because I was too freaking tired to mess with the DSLR. And the flash was off at first. Bad idea.
OOOOH PENGUIN
I loves penguin
Oh yeah, there’s more…
Yet another sheep (of course.)
It makes snoring sounds. He was mildly fascinated.
Obligatory head in stocking shot.
He refused to fish the raccoon out of the stocking no matter how much I asked him to get it… he was becoming fascinated with the flash so finally I turned it back off.
The raccoon has a bottle inside of it and is open on the bottom so you can replace it. He was really excited once he realized there was a bottle in it!
Posing with stocking toys.
Then I made him pose with his Christmas gifts… no pictures of him pulling these out of the bag. He loved that sheep, especially since he was busy running amuck while we opened our gifts.
Gifts are all opened, stockings are opened, the tree is bare of gifts… so Auggie went under the tree to curl up. He does this and gets very upset when we start stacking gifts under the tree and there’s no room for him. I think it’s because he was born in November and in his puppyhood he spent a lot of time being naughty crawling underneath the Christmas tree at his breeder’s house, LOL.
Falling asleep under the tree… zzzzz
huhwha? No I’m awake…
He got a bully stick this morning and took it under there to eat. He also wants you all to know he ALMOST caught not only a squirrel, but ALSO a rabbit out in the yard, and he came swaggering back in looking quite proud of himself. Brat.
Dear Santa…
I was very, very naughty this year.
I threw up on my mommy’s hardwood floor.
I ate something gross in the yard several times.
I totally blew the very last contact when I would have had a Q in an agility run, and then I laughed about it.
I woke my mommy up in the middle of the night approximately 20 hojillion times.
Sometimes I even finagled her into letting me sleep on her bed, and woke her up by standing on her back with my face shoved next to hers, smiling like a lunatic and staring.
I lie about having to go outside and potty at least once every day.
I have taken to biting at mommy’s knees and ankles because it’s fun.
I threw my twist n treat down the stairs, even when my mommy had just told me not to.
I got up to sniff a bitch in an obedience trial because that was more fun than a sit-stay.
Can I still have a baby brother anyway?
That darn Santa isn’t buying the whole “naughty” thing at all.
Snowtiems wit Auggiedoggie
Ohhhh hai. Is snowtiems wit Auggie!
Dis kinda deep snow.
HAVIN HARD TIME GETTIN ROUND HERE
kay now I run wheeeee!
Wheeeee! (ahhhh pure Auggie joy!)
Kay dats enuf.
No really. I ran in it once. Is okay.
No wai. Not going back out dere.
Mama said “desperate times call for desperate measures.” Then she picked me up and put me here in the snow. WHY???
Now what?
Gramma shovelin’ the driveway.
No, don’t wanna play in too deep snow.
No is kinda cold on my belly when I get in.
Why you do dis to me Mommy?
You throw me in another pile of snow. I ignore you.
WHY, Mommy? WHY?
Why you on other side of fence. Where you goin. Dis stuff is cold and I has snowballs on my feets.
Okay now we go inside. END OF SNOWTIEMS WIT AUGGIE.
Christmas photos… at Thanksgiving
I know, I know, but when else am I supposed to do this? I have a whole THREE days in a row off now and won’t get another chance until Christmas Eve. I’m making the best of my time today.
I bought these GIANT ornaments years and years ago super cheap on Clearance for the express purpose of using them for photos with my dog. Yes, I am ridiculous, you don’t have to tell me. But look at these first and then tell me if you disagree with my decision.
And, since everybody has this totally incorrect image that my dog is sweet and adorable ALL THE TIME…
five year old auggie
now, on the day I was born
the nurses all gathered ’round
and they gazed in wild wonder
at the joy they had found
the head nurse spoke up
said leave this one alone
she could tell right away
that I was bad to the bone
bad to the bone
bad to the bone
b-b-b-b-bad
b-b-b-b-bad
b-b-b-b-bad
bad to the bone
I broke a thousand hearts
before I met you
I’ll break a thousand more baby
before I am through
I wanna be yours pretty baby
yours and yours alone
I’m here to tell ya honey
that I’m bad to the bone
bad to the bone
b-b-b-b-bad
b-b-b-b-bad
b-b-b-b-bad
bad to the bone
I make a rich woman beg
and I’ll make a good woman steal
I’ll make an old woman blush
and I’ll make a young girl squeal
I wanna be yours pretty baby
yours and yours alone
I’m here to tell ya honey
that I’m bad to the bone
b-b-b-b-bad
b-b-b-b-bad
b-b-b-b-bad
bad to the bone
now when I walk the streets
kings and queens step aside
every woman I meet
they all stay satisfied
I wanna tell ya pretty baby
what I see I make my own
and I’m here to tell you honey
that I’m bad to the bone
bad to the bone
b-b-b-b-bad
b-b-b-b-bad
b-b-b-b-bad
whoo, BAD TO THE BONE.
Auggie is five years old today, still a huge brat, and tells me he’s nowhere near being done yet. Happy birthday little monster.
Auggie in the blankies
There’s a photo I took of Kota when I was in photo 101:
(This is a scan of the print, so it doesn’t look the best, but you get the idea.)
I love this photo so much it’s actually matted, framed, and hanging on the wall in my bedroom, something I don’t normally do with my own art. Auggie was playing on my bed this morning and I thought I’d take a shot at re-creating it with him…
Nnnnot quite. I do wish this was in focus better, because it’s kind of cute.
Closer – but I thought Auggie looked sort of weird without his ears showing, so I tried a different approach.
Tee hee hee no.
Cute, but STILL not quite right… so I went back in the original direction, and… we got the winning shot.
Not exactly the same, but I feel like this one is the same idea but with Auggie’s own personality working for it. And also it’s adorable.
And… is it just me, or does Auggie look like he’s going gray in the face already?? Where is my baby dog? He seems to be missing.
And we lived beneath the waves…
iiiiin our yellow submarine!
WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE
YELLOW SUBMARINE
YELLOW SUBMARINE
Auggie wonders why I hate him. Ohhhh Auggie, you give me so many reasons why…
Apologies for the crappy pics, they’re from the P&S. He’s staring at the floor or the wall because the flash was on to try and get enough light for clear pics and he was trying to catch the flash. I found this at Target on clearance for $2.50 and I just couldn’t come up with a single reason not to buy it. Auggie has a few reasons why not, but he wasn’t there to vote because dogs can’t shop at Target.
Also AUGGIE LIKES SODA YEAH
LOTS OF SODA
He dragged that bottle around for like an hour. It was awesome.
Auggie is a shark
*JAWS music*
This look of Utter Contempt brought to you by… Pepper! Or the flash on the camera. Either or.
I don’t think you can see the tail in any of these. It didn’t turn out exactly how I wanted but I don’t have the knitting knowledge to have shaped it the way I really wanted. I took him to a costume contest yesterday (it was billed as a “parade” so I thought we’d all get to go on a little walkie parade with our dogs, but all they did was hold a contest and we left… bo-ring!) and people knew he was a shark at least. Though one woman said “Shark. Right? No, dolphin?” No, you were right the first time!
Apparently Auggie preferred being a dinosaur. Or I need to get some better pics of the costume. Perhaps both.
Something came to visit
Her name is Pepper.
Auggie loved her.
She thought Auggie was stupid… and she might be right.
Auggie’s like OOOOMG PLAY WITH MEEEEE and she’s like “ew no you’re weird.”
Auggie says “but but but…”
She’s so dark on her back, just like Kota. My mom was watching us play in the yard out the kitchen window, and I called Pepper and she ran across the yard to me and jumped up to give me kisses. My mom could only see Pepper from behind and when I came back in she was kind of choked up and said “For a minute there it looked like you and Kota.” Then she looks at Pepper and says “Kota didn’t want to play much with Auggie either.” Hahahaha… it’s true.
Auggie’s the biggest flirt in the world and normally ALL the bitches love him, but he is really stumped that Pepper doesn’t want to play. I think she will play with him tomorrow. Today she is just trying to get settled in here I think. She kind of has acted like she wants to play with him some but just isn’t sure. In Pepper’s defense the dog is in fact an idiot. He has run into the wall like four times in his zoomies.
Auggie is currently trying his hardest… tailwagging everywhere and she looks mildly interested… then he just barked and playbowed and she walked away. So he got a toy and she’s looking at it but won’t touch it. Poor poor Auggie.
Auggie says “this one is broken can I have another?”
I’m not kidding, he just tried to get her to play again, and when she wouldn’t he turned to me and barked in my face.
Auggie’s pumpkin break
I took these when I came home for my lunch break one day…
Slightly guilty face… he was trying to sneak a nibble on the pumpkin stem.
I did the exact same thing I did last year – set up the pumpkins too far apart. Again, I apparently think I have more than one dog. Two dogs would fill that space perfectly. Two and a small puppy.
LOL
LOOOOOL
SQUIRREL????
Serious Auggie is serious.
Lookin’ at a little punkin…
Lookin’ at a big punkin…
“Pfeh” says Auggie. This is in response to me trying to make him put his paws up on the pumpkin. He says no wai.
I think this is a good photo for everybody that meets Auggie and goes “OMG, he’s SO MUCH SMALLER than I thought!” It gives an idea of scale…
That’s it! Nothing spectacular but what can you do. I only had like ten minutes before I needed to go back to work.
Also he tried to nom my knee while I was carrying the pumpkins out to the yard. Thanks Auggie.
