Me: You're looking particularly lovely, sitting there in the world's ugliest your favorite chair.
May I take your picture?
Smooch: Again with the pictures? All right, if you insist.
Smooch: How would you like me to pose?
Me: Closing your mouth would be a good place to start.
Smooch: Try this angle. I'm getting self-conscious about my neck rolls.
Smooch: Love you, mom.
Me: Love you, too, Smooch.
Smooch: Are you sure about this profile thing? My neck rolls are showing. I know it.
Me: Let me try hiding them behind this arm.
Smooch: Be sure to get one of my yearbook pose.
Smooch: Are we done yet?
Me: That's a wrap.
She's the perfect dog, after mine of course.
ReplyDeleteYour little vacation (from blogging) has made you an even better photographer AND writer! Well done and welcome back!
ReplyDeleteI wish my neck rolls were as lovely as yours are Smooch!
ReplyDeleteas i type i am looking at a former post of you with your nose buried deep in a hole.. i loved that post and i love this one to. you are soooooooooooo photogenic and smart
ReplyDeletePerfect captions! Lisa G in TN
ReplyDeleteSo sweet - beautiful photos too! :)
ReplyDeleteLOVE IT
ReplyDeleteThe "yearbook pose" is hilarious. Haven't we all been there?
ReplyDeleteHow did you come up with the name "Smooch"?
ReplyDeleteHere's a link to the post where I explain it: http://www.the7msnranch.com/2014/04/because-you-askedabout-smooch.html
DeleteBahaha!
ReplyDeletePretty Girl! We know that horses and donkeys are measured in "hands,"....so how many "hands" is Smooch? 2-1/2-ish? 3?
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain, Smooch. Neck rolls are soooo aging. Aunt Jean
ReplyDeleteAww, Smoochie-poo!! =)
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