Arf! Gracie here.
Everybody kept telling my mom, “Get some good photos taken. You don’t look like your pictures.”
Finally, she gave in. She found a photographer on craigslist who seemed good.
We went to his studio. Naturally, we had rain that day so mom looked a little frizzy. I looked fabulous as usual.
The photographer wasn’t sure he wanted me. “Dogs make more work,” he said.
But I am a natural.
When Mom said, “Stand here,” I did. When the photographer said, “Can the dog move a little to the right,” Mom nudged me over.
We all agreed I could be a model.
Mom was not as fortunate. She just got an email from the photographer: “You’re a great client. You’re very brave and you are a good sport.”
She’s terrified of what the photos might look like.