Dogblogs have been scarce for a while, and one of the reasons is it’s so difficult to get a good picture of Maggie. That is, photographs which actually make her look like she looks like, if you get my drift.
The other reason is that I’m a lazy person and the actual camera has stood on a shelf with its batteries flat since I started taking photos with my phone exclusively. So I deserve what I get, really.
Would you adopt this dog? This shows her beautiful coat and lovely Rottie feet, but oy, the eyes. The eyes! This is completely the camera phone’s fault, but she looks as if she needs the exorcist.
Keep away! The sow is mine!!
One of the hazards of being a dog is that your owner will try to make you wear clothes.
Oh, the indignity.
Do you see the little line of fur, like a seam, down the centre of her nose? It’s her distinguishing mark. The vet pointed it out, admiringly, when we took her from the Lost Dogs, as if we needed any more reason to love her.
Melissa McEwen’s Zelda reminds me very much of Maggie, with a bit more rottie in there. I can’t see very clearly but it looks as though Zelda might have a little line down her nose, too. They certainly have the same ears!
There’s a certain look of simple openness and goodwill which beams out of Maggie, which I find it hard to capture with a photo. I think it’s because she distrusts having things pointed at her, and her face closes somehow.
Another bad photo of a lovely picture. Maggie and Ollie, sitting in a tree. (No, not literally.) Awwwww.
Now I’d better go and show those two some love.