LOVE this image from some fancy-pants book about gardens by Jeanne d Arc Franske Fornemmelser (or something like that). If I could get Eddie to sit in an old timey baby carriage for a picture I'd be so happy. Right now it is all I can do to snap a quick shot when he does something funny. Being my "fur child" and the only one I have he has had to sit through many a photo shoot. Now all his pics come out with him squinting his eyes, anticipating the flash.
My office is near the photo studio in our building (male model day is always a great one in my world) and one day they had dogs there for the kids clothing photo shoots. I asked how one gets their dog into show business and they said you have to get them an agent. Huh? I guess for now Eddie will keep freeloading off me since I'm pretty sure you can't look up dog agents in the phonebook. I'll just have to keep dreaming about him sitting (perfectly still, did I mention we're a training school drop out) in antique baby carriage in a garden designed by someone who's name no one can pronounce.
And I know me posting two days in a row is blowing your mind. TV is a little boring right now so here I am!
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