I am a youngish dog, (remember you never ask a lady her age!), and my pup was guessed to be 1-3 months old. When it was OK for my pup to be on her own, a family picked her out to take home. I missed my pup--she was so pretty with a white blaze right down the center of her face, a cute black nose and a tan coat. My human says there is a picture and she will try to get it so everyone can see how cute she was. She's growing now, and just recently visited the vet at the shelter for her spay. So being separated from my pup and the new place I found myself in, while warm, dry and safe, with food and water given to me, really really scared me.
Some dogs when they get scared act all fierce acting like they will attack anyone who comes near. Some dogs will pace in a kennel, or try to escape by clawing at the walls. And some dogs will just shake and freeze in one place. That is what I did. I shook. I would not move out of my kennel. I was frozen in fear.
It was five days later. While I was safe and warm, and had seen the doctor the day after I came to the shelter, not that many people had taken a lot of notice of me. There are a lot of dogs around in an animal shelter, and the cute ones, the handsome and pretty ones and the noisy ones get more attention. Dogs that sit quietly in their kennel don't get much attention. Some people were taking pictures of us dogs to show to the people that might be using a computer to look for a dog. They would walk the dog that needed the photo outside because the light and scenery is better outside. When it came my turn, I was so scared and shy that I would not go outside walking on my own feet. I was convinced that it was nothing but bad out there. So my first professional portrait was shot inside my kennel.
|Photo: Kimberly Beer Photography|