No Easter Portrait for Biscuit

I have new respect for pet and wildlife photographers. Dogs sure don't take portraits..



This is about as close as we ever got.



Then it was time to go wild.



Time to eat grass.



Time to ponder whether or not to continue eating the grass.



Time to romp, and time to put the tripod in peril.



And time to eat sticks, holding on for dear life.



Happy Easter.