January 13, 2012 · 7:35 pm
My dog Frankie first tried out his new camera last winter. You can see the pictures he took in his previous post. At the end of summer, we tried the pet camera again. You can see it attached to his collar, below.
Following Jean down the gravel path. La-dee-da, la-dee-da…
Ooh, a fence. Gotta claim it as my own.
Dang it’s hot. I hope my tongue isn’t covering the lens. How embarrassing would that be? Gotta get some water outta the river…
This really is a beautiful park. Lotsa trees and bushes…My whisker is itchy!
Hey, look at that cute schnauzer…
I wonder what’s behind the blackberry bushes?
It’s so bright, but I love being in nature!
I’ll get out with Frankie again. This time the temperature will be lower and his tongue will hopefully stay in his mouth!
March 24, 2011 · 11:34 pm
My dog Frankie is now a photographer (a phoDOGrapher, if you will). And this is his very first ever exhibit. I read about Cooper the photographer cat last year and thought I could try something like that with Frankie. I bought a pet’s eye view camera from eBay and away we went. Here’s his adventure in his own words:
Yay! Jean’s taking me out. It’s playtime. But this traffic light is taking forever and she won’t let me run across the street. And just look at that hydrant. It needs me.
Finally. What’s this? Oh no! Playgrounds are for those horrible two-legged puppies. I can’t stand human puppies. So shrill and unpredictable. I’m getting outta here.
I know that building! That’s where humans go to mark their territory. This means we’re really close to the dog park. Hurry Jean, we’re almost there!
We’re here! I’m finally untethered from that leash! Time to run! And sniff. What are those scents? Mmm. Delightful. Earthy, pungent. I like them all. So much information. I can’t take it.
Running, running, turning in circles. Whee!
Whoa. I’m kinda dizzy now. I don’t feel so well. Why did I do that? I’m almost 48 years old. Where is my dignity? Hey, is that Ricky?
Ricky! Nice threads. I like the jacket. No really. It suits you. It’s a bit retro. 70s in a cool sorta way. No, it doesn’t make your tail look fat. Yeesh that guy is insecure.
I think I know that woman. She’s got treats. Wait for me! I’m starving. No really. I haven’t had food in forever! Jean doesn’t really feed me. Nope. She’s bad that way. What do you mean you don’t believe me? What? I am not pudgy. I’m a bit big-boned, but…
Hey, is that guy taking my picture? Oh yeah, well two can play at that game. I’ll take your picture then. Oops. I think he saw me. Time to go!
Excuse me. Pardon me. Coming through.
Let. Me. Out.
Freedom! Time for a nap.