Once a week I like to take a little bit of time out, time to look at some of the 30,000+ photos that I have stored on my computer. Little lost moments in time that I either captured with a lens, scanned or just stole from someplace on the internet. I like to find just one and post it up and recall or relive the picture to the best of my ability. Sometimes this is a pretty easy task and sometimes it's not that easy, one thing it has always been a lot of fun.
Every boy loves his first dog, my Dad had a Beagle that they named Brownie although he was around long before I was ever even thought of. Glenna Mae had dogs that I was quite fond of, but it just wasn't my dog so to speak. There was my Dad's dog Mitzi who had grown quite fond of me years earlier, as she had followed me around everywhere.
My first dog however was this young pup who I named Rocky. Glenna Mae had taken me to the pound to select a dog after Grandma was finally convinced to allow me to have a dog. We walked into the pound and this guy was jumping and screaming for my attention, so much so that he got it and we brought him home to his new home.
I took this picture on the back porch, when I started to venture into the world of Photography with my Kodak Camera with 126 film that you had to take and drop off to get the pictures developed. Biy have we came a long way since then...lol
Have a great day.
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