A disclaimer – virtually every pixel in this photo has been tweaked… a lot. But I still like it, and had a great time shooting this, last year it was. I was thinking of photographer Jose Luis Rodriguez, whose infinitely better photo of a wolf jumping over a fence at nighttime has caused quite a stir because it was declared the winner, and then disqualified, from 2009’s prestigious Wildlife Photographer of the Year award (something to do with the wolf being maybe a bit less than totally wild or something). It raises interesting questions, though, like – who cares, if it’s a good photo? Where do you draw the line between “wild” and “domestic”, anyway?
There’s a story about that. It goes that once upon a time, long ago, all the humans and all the animals lived together and spoke the same language. But then a great fissure opened up in the earth, with humans on one side, and all the animals on the other. At the last possible moment, the dog chose to jump over to the human side. Forget where I read that – kudos to the creator. Explains a lot.
Perhaps having second thoughts, today my dog adeptly slips her collar (I like that expression) and off she goes. There is snow now, it is justified, dog-logic concludes. An empty collar in the yard – now that’s a sight that conveys a message. So I fret, and curse, and look about, but she returns, same lolling tongue and face. Less than contrite, but what use guilt?
Anyways, I have no qualms about luring my dog back and forth across a little creek by throwing sticks. She seemed to like it. A lot. An afternoon well spent, I clearly recall. That much I know for sure. What caused me to neglect an afternoon walk today, occasioning houdini? Already I forget, whatever it was.