It seemed like an eternity passed before I could find an angle that would capture both the dogs and a good portion of one of my favorite walking spots. After a few minutes of positioning the dogs, testing the angles and arguing with the cracker that "stay" means "stay" and that "look" means "look at me, not behind you for squirrels," I suddenly had their full cooperation. I held the shutter button down and told them how wonderful they were and what a great payment they would receive.
Call it my sixth sense or the fact that I've been around the dog block enough times to know that this wasn't actually cooperation. Instead it was curiosity.
I slowly got up and turned to see a cyclist quietly and gently riding toward me, watching the shoot, intentionally being careful not to disturb the dogs from their positions. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief that it wasn't a deer or dog.
"Wow! What well-behaved dogs you have," he said. "They sit there so patiently for you!"
If he only knew.
Around Every Corner Mischief Awaits