going…

…and coming.

Here’s my dog, Rory, a cross (I suspect) between a walker coonhound and a redbone coonhound. At 2.5 years of age, she’s graceful, affectionate, athletic, social, smart, and incorrigible. I adopted her when she was 6 mos old from the Wanderer’s Rest Humane Assoc. in Canastota, NY. I try to take her to this dog park of all dog parks, in Ithaca, en route to my weekly Toastmasters meeting at Cornell U. The plan is to totally tire her out so she sleeps in the car throughout my one-hour meeting. And you know what, it always works like a charm. But let me tell you, it is very difficult to capture moving dogs with a still camera. As you can see, she is either constantly moving IN or OUT of the frame.