That’s not an exaggeration: Jake really doesn’t like posing for photos. I usually have to catch him while he’s resting because it’s quite rare for him to sit still while I take photos. His adopted sisters—Sunny the dog and Bella the cat—will pose for me; I think Bella secretly enjoys it, and Sunny likes the attention. Not Jake. Maybe it’s because he knows I’ll probably put the photo on the Internet. Probably not that, I suppose.
Nevertheless, Jake is very different in behaviour from Sunny, even though they’re the same breed. To engage in even more anthropomorphising, there are times I’d absolutely swear that Jake is a person in a dog suit, and that at any minute he’ll engage me in conversation about the nature of freedom, or maybe Greco-Roman concepts of beauty. Well, more likely it would be about the best technique for butt sniffing, but still: I can often imagine him talking, because he so often looks as if he’s deep in thought.
Jake’s a gentle soul. He doesn’t get aggressive, and he seems to love nothing more than snuggling up to a daddy and leaning in to us (I read somewhere that when dogs lean against their humans, it’s their version of a hug. I have no idea whether that’s actually true, but I like to think it is). Jake does that a lot.
The photo below is of Jake enduring one more photo, about three hours or so after I took the first one. He was no more cooperative than he was earlier this afternoon.
|Jake on the deck. Bella's in the background.|
But then, as we were making dinner, Jake adopted what I call his “preacher’s pose”. I call it that in a reference to something I used to do as a kid. I don’t know if I’ve ever taken a photo of him in that position. I did have a couple with him looking at the camera, but his eyes were glowing, and I didn’t want that, so I chose another profile one instead.
Despite it all, I got some photos to mark Jake’s birthday.
Happy Birthday, Jake!
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