He's so hard to see.....

Even though I'm a lucky boy and I have a great home, I still get scared sometimes.  That bad stuff that happened to me when I was a pup comes back to scare me.  I still get afraid of flashing lights.  The big monsters outside have flashing lights, and some of the little monsters, too.  And cameras.  I don't like cameras.  Mom and Dad are always trying to get pictures of me, but I don't like it one little bit.  

There was a special time this week and my hooman sister was here for awhile.  They tried to get a picture of us together because my Mom and my hooman sister helped me with  my book.  Mom was holding on tight, but I'm pretty strong!  I'm ALL muscle!  Mom was laughing, but the picture came out kind of funny because I look like I have magical light up eyes!  If those awful cameras wouldn't flash, I wouldn't mind so much.   Sorry, Mom.....

Harry has always been a reluctant photo subject.  I've tried and tried - but most pictures of him have to either be from far away or on a bright, sunny day (so there isn't any flash) or done surreptitiously with a zoom lens.

He is a mighty strong dog and impossible for me to hold when he really, really wants to get away.  I have many pictures of empty spaces where I tried and failed to catch him off guard.  For instance:

That streak to the left is his tail as he fled the room.

And this is him at his food bowl ........

I swear, he WAS there just a second ago...........

Oh, well, Mr. Spotter - we will try again in a couple of weeks - and I'll probably be just a successful as I was this time.  The spooky eyes are sort of a nice touch, though.   Devil dog!!!