Monday, July 21, 2014

How I Found My Foster Dog


Sorry everyone, I realized how boring and chore-like it is to write about everything I do. This is probably because what makes me interesting (I think) is not what I do but how I feel, and of course how I express those feelings. So I'll try to focus more on that and hopefully will post more regularly as I shoot pictures.

So as many of the people who actually know me are aware, I photograph new dogs and adoption events for Duffy's Friends, an animal rescue in Rochester, NY. It's an important job, because these pictures are used on Duffy's PetFinder page and are almost always the first impression potential adopters will have of these animals. For every person that is underwhelmed by their photos, a dog loses a potential forever home.

Three weeks ago, I was asked by the founder and head of the organization to take last-minute pictures of a Shih-Poo named Max who had been adopted from Duffy's three years ago, but was unexpectedly returned. I told her that would be no problem, and had them done within the hour.

She then sent me another email that evening asking me to house Max, since they had no available foster homes at such short notice. I was hesitant to say yes because my mom was insistent that there would be no dogs allowed in the house, but I went and got him anyways.

How could I resist?

Here are the initial pictures I took of the little guy on his last first day as an orphan.