Introducing

The official launch of my photography website.

Please have a look around, and tell your friends.

So this evening I am forced to admit that I am a bad, bad Food Lady. I have clearly failed to be a moral compass for young Tweed. For today, at the beach, I discovered Tweed posing for Playgirl. Even with that stringy half assed excuse for a tail!

The horror.

He is too sexy for the sand, too sexy for the sand …

Either that or he was possessed, perhaps by demons. Come to think of it, that would explain quite a few questions I have about Tweed.

Onlookers were shocked.

Piper was so embarrassed she went into hiding.

But the real trouble began when Mr. Woo, who so wants to be like his big brother, started emulating Tweed.

It’s just downright humiliating. I blame YOU, blog readers, for all your talk about how
“Tweed is sexy” and “Tweed is awesome” and all that. You’ve corrupted him. I hope you’re happy.

“Oh, hai. I have no chin.”

I don’t know why it is, exactly, that some days I take my camera with me and don’t get anything I want to show anyone. And other days, the photogods smile down upon me, and give me things like:

This very expressive random black dog, who is the new Official LongDog, as well as holding the title of Spanish Banks Ball Receptacle.

…with crazy feetsies.

Or this very photogenic Aussie we call “Fat Tongue”
You’d think that tongue thing would be painful.

Maybe that’s why he was barking – “OWWWW, that futhermucking hurt!!!”

Even my own dogs were full of photo ops today.

GET OUT OF THE SHOT, WOO!

Seriously, this photo would be so much better if Woo were not in it! I mean, I think Tweed is doing The Funky Chicken dance, or possibly The Electric Slide.
But then again, Woo was in, like, EVERY shot today. He was like Photo Op Ninja Dog. Take aim, begin to depress trigger and POOF, Woo comes flying into the frame.

Sometimes literally.

Piper offered up a little comic relief with
Wootie Toy Fail

but not even Piper was immune to the Woo FLIES Into The Photo syndrome.

Is it any wonder she gets all Mad Teeth (tm) at him sometimes?

He didn’t even need anyone else to be in the frame to sproing into action.

I did get a couple of nice, Woo-free photos:

But my new favourite is this shaking photo of Tweed.

Because he looks like a 1960’s hairdo with legs and a face. Tell me he doesn’t!