It’s a rainy Sunday morning and for some reason I thought of Eloise. She was this wonderful dog that walked into our lives when my son was only a couple of years old. Just walked down our driveway, no collar on and no one in the neighborhood knew anything about her. She wouldn’t leave. She became family.

Eloise was my son’s guardian whenever he was outside. He had a shadow that could become 75 lbs of pure fangs & fury if she decided you were a threat, otherwise she would lick you to death. She loved to chase squirrels and rabbits, play fetch with anything she could get in her mouth and was quite intelligent.

I have countless stories about her, too many to tell here…

Sadly she pasted away about 5 years ago of old age. She’s buried in the front yard under a flowering tree and to this day we have never wanted to replace her. Just doesn’t seem possible.


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I began my photography career in high school, 39 years later it's still what defines me more than anything else. I've had other jobs and many hobbies but just never was able to stay away from behind the lens.

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