We have a lot of cameras in this house. I’m not sure how many, but a lot. I have five … six if you include the one I never use. Garry’s got two and I don’t know how many Bob has got, but all told, it’s quite a few.
Yet somehow, Bonnie has eluded our lenses and believe me, we have tried. Garry and I have been trying for 7 years. I have many blurry pictures of Bonnie’s butt as she runs out the doggie door.
I have pictures of Bonnie asleep — which is the only time she is still — and I think at least one of her begging for something to eat. Otherwise, all the pictures of Bonnie have been with Garry firmly holding her. Sometimes it looks like he is strangling her.
Bob’s been here just a month, but has managed to get two really good pictures of Bonnie. One shows her before her haircut. The other, afterwards. And you can see her eyes!
The first shot shows her in her natural state — looking like a pile of dirty black rags. Sometimes with eyes, often without any indication that there’s a dog in that mess.
We are hoping for future shots that show her more gloriously Scottie-ish. We will all keep trying. And she will keep running away before we can press the shutter.