Maybe it was a recent issue of Professional Photographer Magazine with a spread on William Wegman, or the fact that my second trimester of pregnancy has provided me with a little more energy to accomplish those extra tasks that I want to get done before baby #2 arrives… either way, I was recently inspired to take both my boys out for a quick session together… both boys being my (almost) 4 year old son, Luke, and his 7 year old canine brother, Ace.
Of course, the image ideas and visions I had in my head weren’t quite as easily achieved once I actually involved my 2 very special subjects – a toddler who is beyond tired of his mommy’s camera and a 75-pound Weimaraner who is even less interested in my taking his picture… but I’d say in the end we all prevailed and most importantly I was able to capture some special shots of my boy and his (our) beloved best friend “Ace”.
“Ace” was Luke’s first word, he named his favorite stuffed animal after him, he’s been one of the first things Luke asks for in the morning or when we walk in the door almost his entire life. I never want to forget how important this dog has been to Luke’s early years and can’t help but think about the fact that the new baby won’t have nearly as close of a bond with him and won’t get to enjoy as many years with him by his side. Maybe that’s a sad thing to think about, but really it just makes me more appreciative of the time we have right now and the opportunities I have (especially before life becomes a WHOLE lot busier in about 3 months) to document sweet moments like these for my own family.A Boy and His Dog Edgar Guest A boy and his dog make a glorious pair: No better friendship is found anywhere, For they talk and they walk and they run and they play, And they have their deep secrets for many a day; And that boy has a comrade who thinks and who feels, Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels. He may go where he will and his dog will be there, May revel in mud and his dog will not care; Faithful he’ll stay for the slightest command And bark with delight at the touch of his hand; Oh, he owns a treasure which nobody steals, Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels. No other can lure him away from his side; He’s proof against riches and station and pride; Fine dress does not charm him, and flattery’s breath Is lost on the dog, for he’s faithful to death; He sees the great soul which the body conceals– Oh, it’s great to be young with a dog at your heels!