It’s CatorDog!


Earlier this evening, Bill and I shot 9-month old Cash, a golden retriever with a penchant for exploding brains.

Here are two preliminary, fast edits that I threw together while Tina watched an old episode of “Family Guy.”



It’s not Wednesdog … yet.

This shot is from our photo shoot on Saturday with two lovely dogs, Dash and Violet.

You’ll want to click to enlarge this one.

I was curious if you think the hand should be in or removed?

I’ll throw a version without the hand below the fold.

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It’s Wednesdog!

Meet Pandora. She’s the sister of last week’s Wednesdog, Achilles.

Pandora is my buddy Lenny’s other dog. And, man, is she sweet.

Lenny is the kind of guy who would scare most old ladies if they saw him walking down the street. He’s got tattoos and those things in his ears.

But if those same ladies would get to know him, they’d melt under the heat of his genuine kindness. He’s the only guy I know that can call a stranger — in front of her fiancé — “sweetheart” and get away with it.

Pandora is Talulah’s girlfriend, and when they’re together, the rest of the world doesn’t exist. It’s amazing to see them together, romping, biting, loving.

Here’s another shot of Pandora for your viewing pleasure. You gotta love those bloodshot eyes.

If you’re new to Wednesdog, just search for Wednesdog in the search field. You’ll see what it’s all about. 🙂

Deflated weekend plans

Many of you remember I was gearing up for a fun and exciting weekend of golf, photography and running.

Two out of three of my activities were rained out. Friday an intense thunderstorm blew in right before I left for the golf course.

And this morning, we drove an hour to run the 5K. When we got there, it started lightning in the distance. Right at the 8 a.m. start time, it started lightning and thundering and the race organizers packed up the Dunkin’ Donut truck and sent everyone packing.

The doggie photoshoot went well though. We raised over $1300 for the cause. It was one of the most chaotic things I’ve ever done. If it weren’t for my buddy Bill, Tina and a shitload of patience, I could have easily found a bar knife ripped apart a few squeaky toys myself.

I don’t know an exact number of how many dogs we shot, but it was somewhere between 30 and one million.

The little girl above was our lighting model, and she was quite possibly, the best model we had all day!


Meet Lulu and Oliver.

Lulu is a four-month old Great Dane. You may have seen her once before. And Oliver is a one-year old Long-haired Chihuahua.

I’m honking your tonk.

Oliver is the ruber-band-i-est boxer I’ve ever met. He’s so sweet.

There are a lot of things I’m critical of about these shots. They didn’t turn out as well as Talulah’s last night. But they were okay.

Bon appétit.