Originally posted this photo of my dad in Nov. 2012.Reason? Please keep reading:
In November 2012 my post said:
"Hand printed in traditional darkroom by me. I got my hands wet in darkroom first time since 2003. This is my dad, I shot this on 4x5 ilford bw film"
I was on the phone with my mother today. She goes to language school four days a week to better her English at the age of 66 and also keeps her social with people other than family, gets her out of the house. It’s great so far. But today she told me a touching story about my father:
Dad stayed in bed while my brother took mom to school. When my brother other brother picked her up from school and brought her home dad told them what happened while she was gone.
He had a bad dream, he was crying in his dream and he woke up one of their dogs, Zorba on the bed, licking his tears, his face, the other dog Baron on his side of the bed, sitting on the floor, looking at him.
Some of you might remember, I posted photos of Zorba and about his story. This is the Anatolian Shepherd mix Australian Shepherd who was badly abused in a home in Arizona before he was brought to a shelter in Minnesota and adopted by my younger brother when he was only 8 months old. What kind of a sick fuck you need to be in order to abuse a puppy? Don’t have the answer to that.
Since day one, Zorba was welcomed by Baron, they shared everything. No jealousy, no aggressiveness. Baron is a very intelligent and caring dog as well.
Mark Twain once said “The more I learn about people, the more I love my dog”
Have an awesome day!