Monday, 3 March 2008
On Saturday RT came to walk the dogs with us so she could take some pictures. In case you’re not familiar with her work, see Cornish Dreamer for more pictures including Annie the sheepdog.
The dog walk started off with the Dogs Dawn Chorus - Mollie and Annie in full throat, singing all the way to the castle. I sat squashed in the back with Annie breathing hot fishy breath all over me while she warbled an alto tune in anticipation of the forthcoming walk, accompanied by Mollie’s sharp soprano.
We arrived at the castle to find RT had the car keys in her pocket and her partner was due to leave for work in half an hour. Himself jumped at the chance of delivering the keys which meant he didn’t have to walk the dogs, and RT and I set off into the sunshine.
Taking pictures of dogs is quite an accomplishment as I hadn’t realised until Saturday. The dogs never stayed still, and just as she’d lined up a good shot they moved. However, she did a great job, don’t you think?
We finally got back about an hour later having encountered various other doggie friends whose dogs were longing to have their pictures taken, pinch Mollie’s ball and run off with it and generally cause chaos. A normal morning’s walk really, but all the more relaxed for being a Saturday and being sunny.
I don’t think RT realised quite what she’d let herself in for, though it is all in the cause of art – in her case her photography portfolio. Whether she’ll be mad enough to come again is another matter.