Downward Facing Dog Photo Shoot

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Downward Facing Dog Photo Shoot

The other day I settled into the couch for what I thought would be one of my many daily naps but my slumber was disrupted when my mom created quite a ruckus. She lugged a bunch of crazy stuff into the living room, grabbed the camera and started clicking away. I thought to myself…so this is how it is? While the dog’s asleep, the mom will creep?

Normally I’m the subject of her photo shoots, so instead of waiting for an invite that may never come, I decided to join. Mom mumbled something about this being a “closed set” for her latest blog post and she tried in vain to turn me away. I wouldn’t retreat, so she decided to turn the camera on me instead. I did some downward facing dogs, invited some of my babies to the party and successfully hijacked mom’s photo shoot.

Once again I’ve solidified my position as the subject of her photo shoot but it does leave me wondering…is this a case of life intimidating art? Or art imitating life?

Get to Know Ruby

Ruby spent his early days on the lam roaming the mean streets of Grafton, WV. When he was caught, he was charged with a Class D Misdogmeanor: Failure to be a good hunting dog. As part of a plea deal, he was extradited to a frozen tundra known as New England. It was there that he rescued two humans, assumed a girl’s name, and never looked back. In 2008, Ruby spent seven days in the hospital near death with diabetic ketoacidosis. He lived with canine diabetes for the rest of his life, almost eight years, and through his blogging has helped countless friends around the world with his diabetic dog food recipe, Ruby Stewbie. In 2013, he convinced his humans to move south to the warm weather and beautiful coast of North Carolina. He was always a southern charmer, after all, and his blue heeler blood was homesick. He enjoyed every single moment of his retirement. It was filled with all the finer things in life: walks on the beach, napping, getting belly rubs, and giving sweet kisses. On May 4th, 2016, Ruby passed peacefully in his sleep, surrounded by his pack. He lived 14 glorious years thanks to someone who picked him up and drove him far away, to a no-kill shelter, and into the arms of love. He remained a lover, not a hunter. Join Ruby in barking out to animals and their rescuers at Friends of Ruby.