Saturday, March 9, 2013
momo with 40mm-3198
Took a chance, and splurged on myself for a bit. Picked up a Canon 40mm f2.8stm "pancake" lens.
Man, this thing is TINY, but wow, talk about bang for the buck.
Just about 150 from Amazon....sucessor to the Nifty Fifty as THE cheap lens to throw in the bag? We'll see...
Monday, March 4, 2013
Friday, March 1, 2013
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Getting to be about that time
Living with a dog with cancer is an emotional see-saw. Duke has his good days and his bad ones.
The tumor in his mouth is huge...but he's still able to eat and drink normally. He's well hydrated and is still housebroken with no inside "accidents."
But...
I think its getting to be close to the time for him to go...Last night, I slept with him on the floor of the living room. He was in some pain, and I stayed up with him to keep him calm. He kept waking up panting heavily, then trying to sleep.
We were up and down all night until finally around 4AM he fell asleep. So did I. With his big old head in my lap and a puddle of his drool soaking both of us (he can't control it anymore coz of the tumor).
I was trying to see if there were any beaches that were open so Duke could see the ocean just once before he goes...but the Woman brought up the point that he might not tolerate the ride there so well....
I just want to take him away from his pain for just a day...let him forget that he's going to die. Just let him be a dog...feed him steak and hot dogs...all the bad stuff...Damn the pills, bring on the turkey!
Just me an him...
The tumor in his mouth is huge...but he's still able to eat and drink normally. He's well hydrated and is still housebroken with no inside "accidents."
But...
I think its getting to be close to the time for him to go...Last night, I slept with him on the floor of the living room. He was in some pain, and I stayed up with him to keep him calm. He kept waking up panting heavily, then trying to sleep.
We were up and down all night until finally around 4AM he fell asleep. So did I. With his big old head in my lap and a puddle of his drool soaking both of us (he can't control it anymore coz of the tumor).
I was trying to see if there were any beaches that were open so Duke could see the ocean just once before he goes...but the Woman brought up the point that he might not tolerate the ride there so well....
I just want to take him away from his pain for just a day...let him forget that he's going to die. Just let him be a dog...feed him steak and hot dogs...all the bad stuff...Damn the pills, bring on the turkey!
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