I pulled in to our first location of the day fully prepared to be belly-to-dirt all morning. Once we finally figured out where we were supposed to be and found our basset models we got right down to business, and what dirty business it was. Hah.
I must say, these dogs were fine, fine beasts. Soft, silky fur and gorgeous, thick, dangly ears. I loved following them all over squirrel territory and duck trails watching them inhale the leaves, grass and various forest debris. The weather was overcast which I was glad for as they weaved in and out of shadows and open spaces, following their noses like a children’s cereal commercial.

After the tracking bassets, it was off to the studio for some Dog is Good, some CityDog and some various “day in the life of a pet photographer” tasks. This time, Amy snuck in with cupcakes. Mmm, Cupcake Royale (which was perhaps not the BEST way to start what would turn out to be an EPIC day) but devilishly delicious none the less.
After some brief studio-fun we piled back into cars to find the basset meetup at Luther Burbank park (complete with the Bassets for Obama – hilarious) and messed about in the dust bowl for a while gawking at bassets in hats and costumes and sunglasses and the like.



After a zippy drive back to West Seattle, I acquired my much-needed Yerba fix and then it was time for interview #2, and then those final words; “That’s a Wrap! All in all it was a very fast 16 or so hours, that ultimately will be somewhere around 8-15 minutes of final product. Oh the joys of editing and the cutting room floor.
With any luck dane + dane, myself and Olivia will look halfway presentable and the “basset story” will be told to perfection through our eyes.

I wish that was the end of the story for today – but the production crew headed back to Cincinnati and I rushed home to pack for a month, steal one last dinner with my boyfriend and then haul down to Portland to the lovely Hotel Lucia for the beginning of my month-long California “dog is good, surf dog and travel book shooting” adventure.
We rolled in to the hotel at midnight, which means it’s now officially time for sleep.
Nighty night all, see you in the morrow!