We’re not the best photographers, but we are trying to get better as we go. And that’s why we find ourselves doing things like this in the middle of homespun photoshoots.
See how neon blue it looks behind me in that picture? That’s because when shooting our artificially-lit kitchen, any natural light looks like that. Usually not a problem, except when some window light shines through and makes a subtle blue splash on the freshly painted cabinets that we’re trying to take pictures of. Sherry doesn’t always notice these things, but they drive me crazy. See the blue-ish light reflecting off the doors and the side of the peninsula? It’s taunting me.
So with the help of my trusty blanket (which blocked the light coming in from the living room) and Sherry behind the camera, we got this shot instead.
It’s subtle, but it makes me very happy. According to Sherry “it’s exactly the same thing.” And I might have been called a dork. But no sir, John Petersik sees the difference. And will not stand for pesky lighting inconsistencies. Not on my watch.
Burger had his first dentist appointment today. We had to leave him there all day since the “procedure” required putting him under. I guess it’s easier to clean a dog’s teeth when they’re not biting you every five seconds. Go figure. Although Burger just turns into a big puddle of wimp at the vet. Here he is whining at the door as we waited for the technician to take him away. We were sad all around. But healthy teeth = healthy dog. And we want Burger around for a nice long time.
Happily, the cleaning was a success. We learned that chihuahuas have notoriously bad teeth, but Burger seems to be an exception. It was actually his first cleaning ever and the vet was pleasantly surprised that he didn’t need any extractions (the at-home brushing/wrestling thing Sherry does with him every night must have helped). Apparently lots of his kind lose teeth and have some decay going on after just a couple of years… and Burger is almost five! He left with all of his teeth, no decay, and minty fresh breath.
And as if that weren’t enough good news, the vet gave him this snazzy new bandana too. Well hello Mr. Sparkle Teeth…
I got a better shot of it once we got home, got his IV bandage off, and he was no longer scrambling to get as far away from the vet’s office as possible. Ain’t he quite the looker?
In all seriousness, we’re super relieved that it’s over and all went well. It was kinda depressing not having him around the house all day. Love you Burgs.