Puppy Photography

Anyone remember this puppy? I fostered her for just a few short days, and quickly fell in love.

She had several littermates, all Min-Pin/Pug mixes like her.

I saw one of her littermates at PetSmart, where she was waiting for her first obedience class to start. I asked the owners if I could take a few pictures of her since her foster mom wasn’t there that week to see her. They kindly said yes – and even more kindly, they didn’t give me any weird looks or make any comments when I proceeded to sit down on the floor in the middle of PetSmart and photograph their dog for 15 minutes.

In my defense, it is very difficult to photograph a quick-moving object like this little puppy. And she is very little – the only way to get a good photo was to practically lie down on the floor. That is why I always try to wear old clothes to PetSmart – because you never know when a tiny puppy is going to come in and you will need to lie on the floor and take their picture.

I'm in love...

Yes, again. This is my eight-week-old baby. She weighs three pounds. I call her my teacup Rottweiler. But really she's not a Rottweiler at all. She's a Pug/Min-Pin mix. We're guessing she might weigh around 20 pounds full-grown. She and her five littermates came into rescue a couple of weeks ago, and the rest of the litter was adopted on Saturday. So I took this last puppy home, and I have hardly been able to put her down. I even went home on my lunch hour yesterday to carry her around the house for 10 minutes before I had to leave again. Okay fine, I also went home because my husband is gone on a two-week military trip to California, and I had to let the other dogs outside...and because I accidentally left my purse at home and didn't have any money to buy lunch. But getting to see my puppy again was the real clincher in my decision to drive 40 extra miles on my lunch hour.

I love this puppy.  Here she is with some of her littermates, while at her previous foster home.

I begged her foster mom to let me take her on Saturday. The foster mom was getting in two new foster dogs that day. I could have offered to take one of them, if I really wanted to help her out. But I didn't. Didn't offer I mean, not that I didn't want to help her out. I didn't plan to take any new dogs since my husband was called out of town with his Army Reserve unit. I have a couple of dogs waiting to come in, but don't want to take them without him there since he is such a big help with them. We work different shifts so usually one of us is home all the time. And he is very good with them. So the plan was to not take any dogs until he came back. And then I saw this puppy. And that plan just went right out the window.

After all, Dave doesn't do puppies anyway. And she is so tiny that she isn't really much work. And she loves me - I know she does. So now she's here. Sitting on my lap as I type. And I'm in love.