Sunday, July 12, 2015

Bubbles


My human. She really is something else.  This whole obsession with taking photos of us is crazy.  Doesn’t she have enough?  I mean it's not like we dyed our hair or got a new hairstyle.  And she gets these crazy ideas about photos.  With props.  Without props.  In the woods.  In the yard.  On a rock. On the lawn.  In the house.  Seriously it is like living with full-time paparazzi.  And yesterday she went to the dreaded Dollar Store.  Source of all things embarrassing to canines.  The supplier of all sorts of dreaded holiday attire.  But WHAT could she have THIS time?  All the holidays are over…

For some God forsaken reason she was walking down the children’s aisle in the Torture Store and what did she see?  Bubbles.  So of course she got this BRILLIANT idea that she could get some photos of us looking at bubbles.  Wouldn’t that just be so special? Right.

So she makes the purchase – which is more than a dollar.  Of course it is.  And she brings it home.  And I get the first round.  But before we go out, my human ties up my hair so I won’t miss a single bubble.  Outside we go.  I am so revved up because I think we are going to play retrieving.  Not quite.  The bubbles are excitedly dispersed.  And they fly everywhere.  And I just stand there.  And I don’t pay the LEAST bit of attention to the bubbles.  I am looking for the retrieving toys.  Again the bubbles are dispersed with the excited human voice repeating: “What’s that Viktor?”.  All dogs know that voice.  The one humans use when attempting a photo.  I don’t pay any attention.  Bubbles are repeatedly dispersed.  Over and over.  Now I become interested.  In the bubble wand.  Who cares about the ridiculous soapy orbs.  A few convoluted shots are taken.  And my bubble photo shoot ends.  And the next bubble subject is brought out.  I’m not sure how it was possible for Frodo to pay LESS attention to the bubbles.  But he did.  The photo attempts didn’t last long.   The last subject was Bucket Head.  All hopes were pinned on the dog that obsesses over dust particles in the air.  And drumroll….no luck with the big guy either.  He just took off and peed on a new plant.

So that was it for the bubbles.  Money well-spent.  PLEASE tell me they don’t sell kites at the Dollar Store. Or snorkeling equipment…

©  Linda Wozniak

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This would be a great shot- if I was actually LOOKING at the bubble

My opinion about bubbles

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