As beautiful a lady as I am, you would think I would love to pose for pictures. You would think I would welcome those moments when I could preen and pose and show off my prodigious, pedigreed patina of gorgeousness.
However. I am not a picture poser. In fact, as soon as Mom gets Mr. Nikon out, I do everything possible to get away from her. Since I am a pretty speedy gal, that usually means that she ends up taking a lot of pictures of the empty spaces where I used to be half a second before the snap of the shutter.
Do you see this face?
This is my “Girlfriend is not happy” face. I gave Mom this look a couple of days ago as she once again tried to take my picture. Finally, after many unsuccessful attempts, she got so desperate that she did something really, really bad. Something a pastor’s wife is not supposed to do.
She lied to me.
Yes, it’s true. In order to get me to hold still for just one tiny moment, she actually lied to her sweet, precious baby girl.
She said to me, “Summer! Daddy’s coming home!”
Well! I immediately stopped making my ugly face and instead began to stare steadfastly at the front door.
And I continued to stare. And stare some more.
And when simple staring didn’t do the trick of making Daddy appear, I began to unstintingly invest even more of my energies into my Important Task. Ears up, spine straight–all of my formidable brain powers and massive concentrated ability were focused fixedly on the front door.
When several minutes had passed and Daddy had still not made his appearance, I made a face which basically said, “You messin’ with me, Mama?”
And then I cast another sort of half-hearted look at the door. It was a look that said, “I think my mom is playing tricks on me but just in case she isn’t, I suppose that I shall continue at my assigned post a little while longer in case I should happen to notice any signs of my dad’s appearing.”
Dad? You there?
Hello? Dad? Anyone? I’m waiting, here!
Sigh. Discouragement starts to set in.
Mom? Did you tell me a fib? Did you tell me dad was coming, just so that I would sit still for a minute? You wouldn’t trick me now, would you? Hello. Mom?
I am feeling very disheartened right about now. No dad. A tricky mom. Oh, it’s a hard knocks life for me.
Sigh. Could there possibly be anything more pitiful on this earth than a forlorn and forsaken Yorkie?
After many more minutes had passed, I finally dragged my poor little self upstairs to nap and to ponder the mysterious fib-telling vagaries of my mom’s behavior as well as the mysterious non-appearing vagaries of my dad’s behavior.
After resting a couple hours, I made my way down the stairs and peeked around the corner to see if anything worthy of my attention was going on downstairs.
Well, wouldn’t you know it? As soon as Mom saw me, she grabbed that dumb ol’ camera again. Will that woman ever give it a break?
However. Since I am basically a good little doggie at heart and really do love my mom, I decided to have a little pity on her and cooperate with the picture-taking program just for a moment or two. I mean, except for a slight tendency to lie to me, she really is a pretty good woman. All in all.
So I trotted on downstairs and very nicely posed for Mom and Mr. Nikon.
I showed them my best side. I even lifted my head a little so as to banish any lurking double chins. (We older moms and grandmas have to think about things like that, ya know.)
I showed off my right profile . . .
and I showed off my left profile.
I was a perfect model of perfection and cooperation as my mom happily snapped away. (I do apologize for my dad’s legs distracting from my loveliness but what can I say? At least he finally came home!)
One more pose . . .
and we were done.
I was happy. Mama was happy. Mr. Nikon was happy.
And then it was time to head back upstairs for Nap Number Thirty-Seven.
I love my life.
I love the story and the photos! Summer, you are definitely blessed with a wonderful home. 🙂 I love, love taking photos. My FB profile is loaded with photos I have taken. 🙂
Kristi, Isn’t taking photos just the best? Nothing quite so fun! 🙂
I am like Mrs. Pam, after 3 days and too many attempts to even begin to count, I was finally able to view this post. And boy was it worth the wait!!! Miss Summer, you are quite the animated storyteller! And you are a lot like me, much better after a nap although I don’t take thirty-seven. Try to accept your mom & Mr. Nikon because they are just trying to let your faithful followers see how BEAUTIFUL you are!!!
Donna,
Summer says to tell you thanks for saying she is beautiful. And Mr. Nikon and I are determined to prove it! 🙂
Wow! Did you get a couple of dirty looks from this little furrball!!
Jojy,
Yep. Miss Furball wasn’t too happy with me chasing her around with the camera.
Summer is beautiful and she is the best blog writer 🙂
Barbara,
I agree. Blog writing suits Lady Summer very well.
Your blog is working today!!! Hooray!! And Summer is quite the little model. What a beautiful little girl she is!
Gayle,
Yes, I am definitely happy to have my blog back up on its feet. And yes, Summer is quite the model–when she’s in the mood for it!
Summer has some amazing and hilarious expressions!
Here’s a suggestion so you don’t have to lie to Summer and live with the guilt: because I know what you’re talking about. I will say ” Nina!….do I hear Daddy’s car? Is Daddy home?” Of course I’m still totally deceiving her I guess, but maybe it’s not such a blatant lie. :). I hope you know I’m saying this all in fun. It’s amazing how many words a dog can understand. And they are experts are somehow knowing they’re about to get a bath! Even before I say anything about it.
Kim,
Yeah, it always amazes me when Summer knows I’m about to leave the house and goes running to hide so I won’t put her in the kitchen. (We put up a baby gate to keep her in there while we’re gone.) My trick is not to chase her but just to sit in a chair and look like I’m not paying her any attention.
such a funny post! I love the “you messin’ with me, mama?” look!
love deb
Deb,
Ha. That was my favorite line!
it took me two days and at least six attempts to get your page open. but, it was worth the perseverance to read about your trials, Summer. You and your precious face sure do love your papa!
Mrs. Pam,
Love the “you and your precious face” line. Sums up Summer well!
Glad you let your mama get some photos of you because you are very, very cute – but you can put on a look! Love it.
Mary,
Summer is like most women–she can look lovely and she can look cranky! 🙂
Those were some serious looks – You were brave! Glad her nap helped her 🙂 She is such a cute little dog.
CJ,
Naps are pretty helpful to us all–canines and humans alike.
Soooo cute!
Shawn,
Sooooo true! 🙂
Summer is one beautiful doggy:)!!!!
Cindy,
Yes, and it’s fun having a beautiful doggy instead of a handsome doggy for a change of pace.