A Dog In A Bag....(or box/trunk/etc.)

More jowls:




And when I was trying to pack some gowns on Friday he did this:



And from last week too: Fred Meat!

Now I just need videos of Sherman Smith-Wattley and Arthur T. Rex Peterson-Parker.

Meet Arthur

This is Arthur. My good friend Courtney adopted him recently from a shelter in Colorado. All of my closest friends love animals, like myself. And I love them for it.

Dogs who work in fashion.

This is Henry. His human is a photography agent. And I am just going to tell you right now that he doesn't like you. It's ok though. He doesn't like me either. He screams when I try to pet him. He was pissed off when I kicked his kong in order to play fetch. (Kong=that red rubber chew toy.) After I did that during our photo session, he picked it up and ran away from me with it, so I chased him in circles around the portfolio mound/cabinets to see who would tire first. I gave up. He wins.




Bree pointed out on Friday that he is way too well endowed for his body size. I think that just feeds into his ego.

Photos by me

Furry Fashion Folks

Merlin the cat, hard at work at a costume shop. The merchant brought out a fuzzy prop to show me and Merlin pounced on it.

Soggy Puffy from the NYC snow and rain.

Gus and Pietro.

If you are a stylist or a stylist assistant, you might recognize where I took these photos..

Puffy.


Extreme Sniff.

Mick Richardson, Dog.

This day was the third time that I worked on set with Mick. He loves to lick his rubber ball and will sometimes fetch it. He is very well versed in sniffing out good catering and will wander from studio to studio in search of crumbs and free hand outs. Who could blame him.