My dog has a photo shoot in May. A real one.
Through his profile on Dogster.com, a local Twin Cities photographer found his pictures and sent me an email a couple of months ago. I just got around to reading/answering it.
She’s putting together a book of some of her best pet photographs. While she already has hundreds to choose from, she said she wanted to get a few more options, which is why she wants to throw Riley in the mix. If some of his turn out, then he’ll wind up in the book.
It’s free. I get a CD of some of the pictures she takes. And he gets the chance to be in a book. It’s a win-win-win situation.
And, yeah, it’s super hilarious in that extremely dorky, almost embarassing kind of way.
Yeah, I know this is all a little much and extremely overboard coming from a girl that was frightened for her life at dogs until about 9 months ago. I figure since I don’t have kids, this is my beauty pageant/dance recital/t-ball game stuff all rolled into one four-legged gay little puppy. And he doesn’t talk back.
Friggin Jealous! Ask her if she likes cats named Riley!
Just don’t become one of those stage moms!
How very freakin’ cool! You SHOULD be a proud mommy!!!