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Nancy thought it would be a good idea to take some pictures of Oshie in the different hats that he has. They could have been executed a bit better on my part but hey, dogs are like small children and they don’t like to cooperate for very long. With the help of a few treats we were able to get Oshie to sit still long enough to get through two different hats. He only has three and the third is a Santa hat so it is OK that we didn’t get them all.

The first hat was a Los Angeles Dodgers baseball cap that is too small for Oshie. Naturally being a native Angelino Nancy had to throw her Dodgers Jersey on him too. All was going well until he got bored with having his picture taken and decided to try rolling around in the grass in the perfect white Dodgers jersey ha-ha. See a few of the photos below.

Oshie!

The next ensemble that Oshie wore was a propeller hat with his bandanna. Right after Nancy secured the hat to Oshie’s head the wind began to blow and the propeller was spinning. Unfortunately I didn’t get any video or photos of that. Sorry. He didn’t seem to mind this hat as much as the baseball cap and this is probably because it only has a strap that goes under his chin vs. holes that his ears have to go through. Also the neighbor was walking their dog and Oshie was intently watching and waiting for them to get closer. As soon as they were in range he went charging over with the hat still on. It was pretty funny to watch. With that,the photo shoot was over. Here are some of the shots with the propeller hat.

His aggravated face.

The photos didn’t come out as great as I would have liked but they are pretty funny. Next time maybe we will do a little more preparation to ensure the best hat photo shoot possible ha-ha. Hope you enjoy and thanks for stopping by.

Oh and here is a short video. Sorry for the abrupt end. I am not much of a videographer.

Nature…its pretty damn awesome! Lately our yard has been alive with activity both seen and unseen. There are songbirds all over the places, vultures and hawks soaring about and deer tracks all over the yard (although I never see the deer). Yesterday was no different, or actually it was as we had a visitor of a different kind.

I am fortunate enough to work only minutes from home. This is great for a few reasons. For one I can go home and let Oshie out instead of making him wait for 8 hours which I am sure he appreciates. Secondly I can make myself something fresh fresh for lunch and sit down and relax to eat it. And C (ha-ha) it gives me a chance to walked around the yard and attempt to find the songbirds I want to photograph such as the Chickadee and Titmouse below.

Carolina Chickadee

Tufted Titmouse

I usually head home for lunch around noon. If the weather is nice I head outside with Oshie and spend about half of my lunch period out there before going inside to get some grub. I always have my camera in hand because practice makes perfect! Yesterday the skies were clear and blue and the birds were everywhere but that is not what caught my attention. While I was scanning the trees look for perched birds something interesting caught my eye.

At first I wasn’t quite sure if I was seeing correctly (I wear some thick glasses ha-ha). Then a breeze kicked up and I saw the fur moving with it. Below is an image of when I first spotted the creature.

So like a young boy I grabbed some rocks and began to throw them at the tree. I had no intentions of striking the animal but only wished to stir it from slumber so I could get a better look. It has been a long time since I have thrown rocks and they went everywhere but the intended target. By this point I was sweating and the ball of fur hadn’t moved at all. I was beginning to wonder if it had died up there.

sleeping raccon-2.jpg — Wandered into the woods to get a closer look.

I decided to walk into the woods a little and get a better view. From the yard zoomed all the way in on my 300mm lens it was still rather small. I scraped my way through the brush and thorns and parked myself right underneath the tree. The creature was now 40+ feet directly above me. At this point I had narrowed it down to either a Raccoon or a Possum. Later after zooming in on this image and also seeing the size of the creature I determined it was a rather large Raccoon.

Lunch time quickly ended and I barely had enough time to throw a sandwich together before heading back to the office. Fast forward a few hours and I was headed home and wondering all the way if the Raccoon was still sleeping soundly in the tree awaiting nightfall. To my surprise he was indeed.

And there was a Tufted Titmouse hanging out with him. Even he couldn’t get the slumbering garbage bandit to wake up. He kept jumping on him but just as my rock throwing attempts had failed so did the little bird.

sleeping raccon-7 — Seriously dude..wake up!

I knew that Raccoons like to do their work at night so I patiently waited to see if he would become a little more lively and my patience was rewarded. He was actually a cute looking fella although I wouldn’t want to get too close to him.

As it grew even darker he became more active. Unfortunately it was getting too dark for me to get a decent image so I called it quits and left him alone. By morning he was gone. I didn’t expect him to stick around and I wish I had a longer lens but it was still pretty cool.