The dog brings Wiiing

First, let me say that I love any word that can be correctly spelled with three of the same letter in a row.

I was gone for a while last night and Colleen got anxious about the dog and called some people over.  Crea brought DDR, Kyley and Christa brought Nate.  I made dinner while they all played games.  From square-dancing to rave music on a plastic mat, to beating up rabbits in Raymans Raving Rabbits… how can you not have fun.

Before Colleen told me I was being wierd, I made this image of Kyley. I love being able to crank the ISO without worry.  I could/should have gone further and gotten a little more DoF.

Portrait of Kyley

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Dog-sitting

So, Colleen and I are dog-sitting this week.  I got home last night and was greeted by a super-friendly, super-nice little dog that goes by the name of Mini.  No barkin’ … which is always nice.

Photograph of Mini the Dog

 Colleen has never had a dog before so she’s not really sure what to do when “they just stare at you all the time”.  It’s pretty funny how a happy, teeny, well-mannered little dog can make a 24-year-old woman so uncomfortable and self-conscious.  This morning, as I was writing this post, Mini jumped up on Colleen’s lap… but Colleen didn’t immediately know to pet her and Mini decided to pout for half-a-second. 

Photograph of Mini the Dog pouting

I feel the ’emotion of the moment’ has been caught.  ;0).