Jake LOVES to go to the park with me. The moment that the garage door goes up he begins whining just WAITING for me to get into the house. He can hardly contain himself. He knows that as soon as I change clothes that we’re going for a walk.

He’s also used to me taking my camera on our walks. He’s pretty patient with me and will stand calmly and quietly out of my way while I shoot. Kind of like this:


It’s like, “Whatcha doin’, Momma?”


I stooped down on the ground to get a shot of some tall grass and next thing I know, this is happening: