Patience Is A Virtue...

This is Sam. Haughty, talented, new grandpa Sam. He belongs to Tag's trainer, Mike and his wife, Joann. I call him "Grandpa" because as he's resting in the front yard, a new litter of 18 hour old puppies, sired by his son, was cuddled up to their mama in the kennel.

When we first took Tag over to start his training program, we stayed overnight. On Thanksgiving Day, the weather was gorgeous and Sam was basking in the yard taking in a little Florida sunshine. Well, you just know I had to go and grab my camera.

Now, I'll admit to you that I didn't want to disturb Sam, so I was sitting on the floor in the entry to the house...shooting through the glass into the yard. In fact, I was leaning forward to shoot between the shutters on the front door that cover the glass. I know I should be ashamed, but I am more than happy with the quality of the images I took. (Lucky for me that glass was clean!)

I actually think that, in spite of my efforts, Sam knew I was watching (and photographing) him...and he didn't seem too impressed.

Matter of fact, he seemed a little haughty, if you ask me. Nose in the air and all. Or perhaps, he could smell his grandkids or "training" going on in the back yard.

"I'm thinking if I don't look at her, maybe she'll go away."

"I could close my eyes. No one likes pictures with my eyes closed."

But, I know this works. Keep snapping photos. I mean, with a digital camera, images are cheap. Just add more pixels to the memory. I have to be patient. Because, if I'm patient, I get the "money shot". That perfect image of my subject. His Royal Highness, Mr. Sam.

And to make sure I'd go away after he gave me what I was looking for...he shook his head, flipping his ear up.  Flip being the operative word. "Go away kid. You're bothering me."