Photography

Yes, the whole family had a mutual love affair with this little doggy. She was a sweetie, but she was also part chihuahua, so of course she thought she was in charge. Actually, she was in charge.

She was a stray that I picked up in 2011. I often wonder if she remembered that I rescued her from a life on the streets. We determined that she had run away from her original owners on the 4th of July a few weeks earlier.

Chica was terrified of fireworks and loud noises. She was inconsolable when she would hear them. Unfortunately, in our part of L.A. neighborhood fireworks were a common occurrence. She would always come looking for me whenever they started, trembling with fear. I would do my best to comfort her, but we usually had to resort to cannabis to calm her down. Thankfully, by the time this photo was taken she was completely deaf, and was oblivious to the sounds that had terrified her for so many years.

Thanks for the comments about the photography. I was a photographer or a director most of my life. That's what I do. I think about lighting, composition, processing and image quality for even casual snapshots. I'm addicted to it. It keeps me sane in these harsh days.