doctor watson.

So, speaking of puppies…

I really feel the need to talk about my Watson for a bit. I spend approximately 420% of my time every day thinking about him. He’s been such a weird and wonderful thing to watch. And when I say thing, I really do mean thing. Some of you may recognize this photo of the three little orphans about a week after they came to us as fuzzy, wiggling worms.

He then proceeded to grow…


And grow…


And grow!



While he has been growing, so has my adoration of him (cue studio audience ‘awww’). I don’t know how to explain the joy I feel when I come downstairs in the morning to be greeted by my Watson. My day hasn’t started right unless I’ve had a couple of minutes to sit down on the floor with my (over 50 pound) puppy in my lap. He rides with me in the car on my way to school and is sitting in the backseat waiting for me when my mom comes to pick me up. He just makes life good.

I’ve been spending some time taking him to the park nearby to work with him on modeling paying attention to me even when there’s lots of other stuff going on around us. Lately, I’ve been combining that with some photo time, because he quite frankly has become a truly handsome specimen of a dog.



This next one is really just an outtake… but I’m sharing it with you all because it makes me laugh every time I look at it. Watson is generally such a zen dog. Curious, but not spastic… well, that’s a lie, but you get my drift. However, there was a game of catch going on behind my head while I was taking these photos and at one point, he apparently just couldn’t take sitting still and watching it anymore.

The last few are a bit more personal. Their main purpose is to provide more puppy-filled fodder for my profile picture on facebook, and are therefore not really my best work. They mean a lot to me, though. They are really a perfect display of why I love photography. These are moments, captured. Frozen in time forever. These are all moments I find myself in several times a day with my dog, and now they have been documented. Just the way they should be.




I kinda, sorta love him.

Okay. I’ll stop obsessing over my dog now. Thanks for reading. =]

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