Today was the day I forced myself (and my family) to attempt to take a picture for our Christmas cards. Emphasis on the word "attempt." I finally gave up after 71 pics. You'd think there would be at least one good one out of 71, right?
Not so much.
We started out with this:
which wasn't too bad except for the creepy eyes and Caitlin's flyaway elbow.
But quickly degenerated into this:
Don't worry. No animals were harmed in the making of this picture. Maddie is actually just yawning. Apparently my feverish attempt to snap the perfect pic was boring.
So we gave up and fired Maddie and Dazey. They were banished outside where they promptly killed a squirrel and played tag with it. Nice.
Tess was being fairly cooperative so we proceeded to try some pics with just her.
Not sure what's going on with the eyes.
By this point even Tess is depressed.
Now we decided the lighting was bad so we moved outside.
Again with the eyes. And Tess is more interested in watching the other two dogs play tag.
So I gave up. This is the one we decided to put on the cards:
So now when you receive our card and open it with eager anticipation you will appreciate what it took to get it. Instead of thinking to yourself with pity, "Is THIS the best she could do?" you will think with admiration, "Wow. This IS the best she could do!"