I mean how hard could it be? It was a dog-sitting gig, one of the owners would come up to the Dog Ranch in the late afternoon, her husband would be up later in the evening. My job was done. I packed up my stuff and then packed up the car. No big deal. Yay, right.
Earlier on the last day, still on my own, I decided to say goodbye to each dog one by one. To just make contact, with a tiny hand-bow to their trust in me and to the wilderness still so vibrant in their everyday nature. Here's the head shots and a few more parting pics just for good measure.
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| Maymay & Bev |
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| the lovely Becca |
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| the lovely Bev (again) |
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| my sentinel Belle |
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| Lucy with the blue eyes and Maymay with the closed eyes |
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| Fido! |
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| Fido! |
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| Zen master Samuel |
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| Bernie, the dog for all seasons |
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| Oscar, the youngest who still smells of woodland lupine and brown bear |
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| Bev giving Fido some 'what for...", with Lucy and MayMay |
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| Bev (can't get enough of her) and MayMay |
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| And finally, the two best boys, Deez and Rocket in the house yard, turning away... |
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May we be the memory of every being we've every met and every place we've ever been...
Lily
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