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Yes I know what you’re all thinking…It’s ANOTHER PET DOG!!!!! Don’t panic you arty farty types…it’s only up for a limited time whilst I make some cards for a friends present. Then it will be strictly back to black polo necks and matching berets. Ciao baby. Postscript (Wow I literally just uplaoded this to make cards for a friends birthday. I had no idea people would comment on it! I feel compelled to point out – as those who know me understand – my humour is very dry and ironic. Don’t take anything I say seriously! Except for my Africa pics and this word – thanks…) :) I MIGHT ADD IF ANYONE WANTS TO BUY IT-GO ON, ON YA, YEAH NOW AND THAT!!!!!!!!!!!! COLLECT THE SET!!
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Went away for the weekend with 8 humans and 6 dogs :) / In order they are (left to right)... / Elly, Stella, Jessie the wonder dog (MY dog), Cordino, Elwood and Darcy. Shortly after this shot was taken Darcy decided to see if she could fly and jumped off the garage roof…she can’t… One cortisone injection and two sleeps later she’s back to her perky self. Might stay clear of roofs for a while though…
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I know, I know it’s my third dog shot in a row. I’m going soft!!!
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German Shepherd Dog { Has some minimum photoshop work done}.
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This was taken on the harbour at St Ives Cornwall,hope you enjoy this shot as much as me :)
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Oil on canvas
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this is not my image…this is a photo of me, (my favorite photo of myself), taken by my best friend, “INFINITYRAIN” aka, Rain. You can find her here”. it isnt only because today is her BIRTHDAY, that i want to tell you all how absolutely fabulous she is, its because, she really is amazing all the time. (i tell her as often as i can find her online, but she rarely listens!!!) hard to believe, but its been about 5 years that ive known her, (and loved her)...and its because of her, that i found my love of photography. when i met her, i was taking photos with a webcam and cell phone. she convinced me to get a “real” camera, continued to teach me everything i know about photography and inspire me to always do better. she has been patient, generous with her knowledge, and kind with her criticism …not only in helping me develop my skills as a photographer…but as a friend…a REAL friend, through thick and thin. (unfortunately, a LOT of thick!) no matter the time of day (or night), or how long it takes, she has ALWAYS been there for me…i dont know many people like that in my life and i would be lost without her. the truth is, i can sit here and write all day and still wont come close to giving any of you the nearest idea of what a special person this woman is…caring, accepting, giving and FORGIVING, loving, understanding, generous, kind, gentle, talented (in SO many ways!!!), BEAUTIFUL, trustworthy, FUN, silly, sympathetic, and most of all SINCERE!! she is my best friend, soul sister and “other(better) half”, with so much love and endless best wishes…HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! XOXOXOXOXOXOX
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Well I tryed so MANY times to carry those big waterpots but I can’t and that’s what this women is telling her friends, “she can’t do it”! Rajahstan,
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White Sheets
by vjwriggsShe was wearing her white pearl button shirt her favorite brown boots and her short denim skirt, Red lipstick to leave her mark and a v…
Um not sure what to say here
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Marc and the shepherds on Sheep River in the fall last year when Reign was still a pup. She still doesn’t really like the water.
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Casterton - "Birthplace of the Kelpie" (dedicated to Timbah)
by Kristy LeeThis will be a long one because it’s about my most beloved thing in the world… / Anyone who knows me really well knows my love of dogs. ...
This will be a long one because it’s about my most beloved thing in the world… / Anyone who knows me really well knows my love of dogs. And in particular – Australian Kelpies. / A certain little kelpie named Timbah being my very favourite of them all. Anyhow, I digress, one of my heroes is the man who discovered and bred the first Kelpies. A stockman by the name of Jack Gleeson. / On my recent trip up the Great Ocean Road, whilst in Portland I realised I was only an hour and a half from Casteron – ‘the birthplace of the Kelpie’ In Casteron, the original Kelpie was born in 1871, coming from a pair of black and tan Collies imported from Scotland. / Now, George Robertson, the owner of these dogs did not want to sell any of his female pups from the stock. / A man named Jack Gleson desperately wanted one however. On seeing this pup, he had to have her. / So in the middle of the night, a nephew of George Robertson took one of the pups his uncle had given him down to the river to meet with Jack Gleeson in secret and trade this special little pup for Jack Gleeson’s stockhorse which the boy had been after for sometime. / Gleeson named the pup ‘Kelpie’ meaning; ‘a malignant water spirit’ / Shortly after this, Jack Gleeson left the distrtict and mated Kelpie with other working dogs along the way…and so the breed became ‘Kelpie’ In Casterton, each year in June there is a huge Kelpie Muster & Festival / But, if you visit any other time of year, there are the ‘Kelpie Trails’ you can walk which take you on a tour of the town and the very spot where Jack Gleeson first met his Kelpie pup. There are some statues along the way so, of course, I had to take some happy snaps… The following poem is an excerpt from the book The Stockmen by Rachael Treasure / originally written by Casterton poet Peter Dowsley. Kelpie A tear rolled down Jack Gleeson’s cheek / For the son he’d never see, / For the dogs he’d never work again, / And what he knew they could be. He’d ridden all the eastern states, / And bred a strain of dogs, in time; / Now he was about to die, / A stockman cut down in his prime. He left his wife and unborn child / And his dogs already famed / His black and tan sheep dog bitch / After which a breed was named… It all started on the Warrock run / Where Jack saw dogs that could work sheep, / Collies brought from Scotland / And a pup he wished to keep. George Robertson wouldn’t sell her, / Not to Jack or anyone. / “When you’ve got dogs like this,” he said, / “They pass them father on to son.” But he gave one to a nephew / Who didn’t follow in that course, / He knew Jack Gleeson pretty well / And had a liking for his horse. He said he’d swap the dog / For Gleeson’s stockhorse tall and stout, / By the old Glenelg at midnight / To save his uncle finding out. And so down by the river / On an eerie moonlit night, / When the Red Gums touch the water / And the yellow-belly bite, Jack Gleeson sat there waiting / With the stockhorse on a lead, / Listening to the tippling waters / And the roos and emus feed. Then a rustling from the bushes / Sent a shiver down his spine, / He looked up to see a horseman pause, / Then wave a knowing sign. So Jack rode on towards the ford, / Where Warrock met Dunrobin run, / They exchanged the pup and stockhorse / And the midnight deal was done. Both horsemen rode off quietly / Through the fast descending fog, / Until Jack stopped above the river / To take a good look at his dog. The sky was clear as crystal / And cold air made him shiver / As the full moon cast his shadow / Down across the fogbound river. His thoughts turned back to Ireland, / Of haunted fords and streams, / By the spectre they called Kelpie / And how it filled his early dreams. He could hear a horse at canter / As he fixed a thoughtful gaze / On the tops of lifeless Red Gums / Jutting out above the haze. He glanced down at the pup / Who picked her ears up at his sight, / Then smiled, called her “Kelpie”, / And rode off into the night. Perhaps he knew Jack Gleeson’s Kelpie / Would be known throughout the land, / Her descendants strong-willed working dogs / Just as the stockman planned. Jack headed north with Kelpie / And broke her in along the way, / A station north of Cootamundra / Was where he’d find the work to stay. As he crossed the Murrumbidgee / He met Coonambil Station’s boss. / It was here Jack mated Keplie / With a Collie dog called Moss. From Forbes to Yarrawonga, / Kelpie’s pups would show their guile, / In the woolshed, on the paddocks / With mobs of thousands or at trial. They became, simply, Kelpies, / Sought for their desire to work, / For their pride, for their intelligence, / With so little that they shirk. Now if you’re heading into Casterton / And the sky is crystal clear, / Make a stop down by the river / And if you’re quiet you will hear A whistle through the Red Gums, / A mob of sheep take flight, / Then horses’ hooves and barking / Will echo through the night. But there is no horseman out there, / No real dogs or running sheep, / Just Jack Glesson working Kelpie, / A spectre Casterton will keep. ________ Thank you Casteron..and Jack Gleeson. For my beautiful, courageous, intelligent and loyal best friend, / TIMBAH
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This is Kloe & her new best friend. They are now stuck at the hip…and very much alike. :o)
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An old men and his camel, maybe his best friend..Rajahstan,
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This lovely lady was also watching while i tryed to carry a waterpot on my head … Rajahstan, India
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This is my best friend, she is about 6 months or so along here. She is expecting her 4th little blessing! We just did a few shots of her when we had her girls session. We plan to do her full pregnancy/expecting photo shoot later this fall.
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Rest in Peace, Rosie
by rmcbuckeyeMy beautiful 7 year old Beagle was sent to the Rainbow Bridge on Oct. 4, 2008. My parents had to put down Rosie on Saturday morning, she …
My beautiful 7 year old Beagle was sent to the Rainbow Bridge on Oct. 4, 2008. My parents had to put down Rosie on Saturday morning, she started having back problems, and the vet gave her medication to help her ease the pain, and it worked for a while, then, for some reason, my parents said she came back inside hobbling, basically dragging herself behind the tv set, and just yelping and whimpering, and panting, trying to figure out what happened with her back legs, and so my parents took her to the vet, and found out that she was paralyzed from her middle of her back to her back legs. It would have cost us thousands of $ to have surgery on her, which we cannot afford and there was no other guarantees, no other options, so.. we had to put her to sleep, to ease her pain and now she is in a better place.. I just regret that I could not be home for her, to say goodbye, and that is enough to kill me right now. In dedication, I would like to share my “cards/prints” I have used of her. Rest easy pretty girl, you can run again, and I’ll see you again someday. Thanks for being a great dog and you’ll be deeply missed.
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My Uncle’s black lab.
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We can laugh at each other, / Cry with each other, / Or do both at the same time! - God made us best friends because He knew our mothers couldn’t handle us as sisters. — Taken at Rehobeth Beach, Delaware.
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A nap shared between three best friends..
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Heroes
by CrystalNoellynBut I soon learned that not all heroes are heroes in such dramatic or noticeable ways. But all the same, each and every one of them i…
Paying homage to a select few of those who have shaped my life. / Sorry for the length; patience may be needed when reading this. But criticism is greatly welcomed.
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