I was out taking pictures of my dog- you know, me and Hamish will never be Instagram stars but who cares? Anyway, I was out taking pictures of him and he wasn’t into it so I just clicked a few off and let it go.
It was a great fall day and we had better things to do.
Later I was going over the half dozen pictures I took when I remembered the biggest issue I had is that he wouldn’t look at me.
I went back and found this one, which is the one that sort of summed up all of them.
My normally good natured and somewhat goofy dog was looking up and over my shoulder.
In every single onehe looked deadly serious- it’s in his eyes.
I wonder what he was looking at on that first day the leaves started to die and fall from the trees and there was a bite in the air.