I was outside with Doppler a few minutes ago when another dog walked up to us and started sniffing. He was white, a Maltese like Doppler, freshly groomed and around twice her size.
“Hello,” I called out. “I have your dog.”
I took a look at his collar. There was a phone number and his name, Coconut. We went inside.
Helaine called the number, but it went to voicemail. A few minutes later I sent a text. That’s when Coconut’s mom called.
She had been unloading groceries. Coconut must have walked out without being noticed. She’d meet us in the street in front of our house.
We’d never seen Coconut before even though he only lives a few hundred feet away. He is lucky we found him. There are coyotes who live in the farmland adjacent to our development. They are also dog lovers.
Good deed for the day. Mission accomplished. Cute doggie. Aren’t they all?
Doppler, Roxie and I are holding down the fort this afternoon. Helaine, Stef and my Cousin Melissa have disappeared to points unknown leaving us to fend for ourselves.
We’ve been in SoCal long enough they know each now. Doppler still doesn’t want to be cornered, but other than that they’re cordial. At one point this afternoon they were both licking my left hand. Cool moment.
I was down in the kitchen a little while ago. Quietly, I asked Doppler if she needed to go out. From the floor above I could hear Roxie jumping from the couch. Take one, take all! She was waiting when we got to the door.
They dart out of the house and up the grassy strip at the curb.
Shhhh. I carry a leash, but they’re never on it during daylight hours. We’re only a few feet apart. Both respond to my voice when needed.
Roxie needs to be in the middle of the action. Doppler favors her bed in a corner of the kitchen.
Roxie plays with toys. Doppler can’t be bothered.
They are different as the color of their fur. And yet, like children, I’d be hard pressed to consider picking a favorite.
If Doppler ever learns to talk, her first words will be, “Turn off the damn camera!” I’m taking advantage of the situation. She can’t say no. She’s been my photographic subject thousands of times.
Every once in a while a single photo will stand out. This one does to me.
Helaine was drying Doppler after her shower. The blow dryer was farther down her back. Doppler was prone with her snout flat on a towel.
I was flat on my belly and on the other side of the bedroom when I snapped away. It wass a 300mm F/4 lens, a telephoto. I shot at 1/200th, slow for this focal length but OK because of image stabilization.
The ISO was 4000. Very high. You get tiny noise specs on the photo. It’s the price you pay for sharpness in low light.
This lens, configured this way, produces a shallow depth of field. On shots like this you try and get the eyes in focus and forget everything else. That wasn’t happening. Her bangs worked fine. Doppler’s nose is slightly out-of-focus while most of her body is softly blurred.
I like this shot in part because of the incredible contrast in her fur. Bright white to shadowy dark grey are represented. Each cluster of strands lies a different length from the lens, so not only is there contrast in luminance, there’s contrast in sharpness.
When Doppler speaks, after she tells me to stop, she’ll let me know this photo captures her essence.
Helaine’s at the dentist. I’m doing some things around the house. I left Doppler to her own devices.
Doppler has her favorite spots. She likes her bed in a corner in the kitchen. She likes the blanket we leave on the floor behind my desk in my office. She LOVES the sofa in the loft. That’s where she went today.
I didn’t see her for at least a half hour, but when I did she was quietly enjoying a freshly constructed blanket and pillow fort.
Doppler’s only job is to be cute. She gets an excellent employee review every time!
Cheryl and Steve had plans this afternoon. Unfortunately, humans only!
Bentley’s loss is our gain. We’re the dogsitters!
My first remembrance of Bentley and Doppler was at the Wallingford Animal Shelter. They were in the midst of some sort of family feud. Bentley was the aggressor, which seemed strange because Doppler was much larger and more powerful.
They had about 30 seconds of that today, then settled down. At the moment they’re both on the sofa taking it easy.
Doppler leads the good life. Her biggest daily decision is stay asleep or roll on her back for a belly rub? She barks sparingly.
That probably hasn’t been the case the past few days. After spending time couchsurfing with Bentley at Steve and Cheryl’s, Doppler moved on to sleepover camp. Camp features daily (and probably nightly) concerts with all the pups.
Doppler came home hoarse! This is a new one for me. Helaine caught on first when we got her around 7:00 AM. I heard it distinctly this afternoon as Doppler announced a neighbor at our door.
“Do you think she wants a lozenge,” Helaine asked this evening?
A few days rest and Doppler will be good as new. She’s working on that right now.