When putting together my first calendar, a now friend happened to have a very unique fur-baby who not only jumped out of airplanes (tandem of course) but surfed the waves of Waikiki. Dr. David Yew and his Bugsy traveled a very adventurous path.
Today, I learned that Bugsy had passed. I love all my fur-babies, but when I am friends with both the dog and his human, the passing is particularly tough. When David told me, it was hard to hold back the tears. Bugsy was truly one of a kind.
Sometimes, something about a photo shoot sticks in my head. In the case of my session with Bugsy, there are a couple things that come to mind. The first had less to do with photography and more to do with the reaction of the world famous Waikiki Beach Boys and the local beach vendors. They all seemed to know Bugsy and respect him.
The second image that comes to mind was that both David and Bugsy seemed to enjoy being on the surf that morning. They both smiled so broadly. It was a beautiful morning and a beautiful image to keep in my mind.
Bugsy Yew lived a long, adventure-filled life. He left a huge part of himself with David Yew. Bugsy left a mark on all of us who were fortunate to know and cuddle him. He will be missed but I take comfort in knowing that Bugsy is now pain free and running like a puppy, jumping from cloud to cloud in heaven.
Hang loose Bugsy!
It seems only a year ago, Magic was eleven. Now, she is twelve. I guess that is how life works. One day your ten, two years down the road you’re twelve.
Twelve is such an even number, I think. Unlike eleven, which is just odd, twelve has more symmetry.
Twelve is divisible evenly by three. I love three. Twelve is in fact divisible by three even numbers other than itself. Twelve is, therefore, a very good number.
Magic will be quick to shed eleven. Of course, that is I, a human, saying this. In year eleven, Magic had a cancer scare. During a checkup because she was losing too much weight, the Vet found a mass in her abdomen. That precipitated a second trip to the Vet for an ultrasound, which showed nothing… The tumor, we (Vet + us) concluded, was most likely a large poop that had not yet worked its way through her little system; this confirmed the fact that our cats wait far too long between bowel movements. Her third trip to the Vet was for a tooth extraction. Tooth became teeth, because two teeth needed to be pulled. Then, when she became irritated with the stitches inside her mouth, and tried to use her back paw to scratch through her cheek to get at them, she made a fourth visit to the Vet. If you can picture a very petite black cat dwarfed within smallest sized protective cone-of-shame, you will feel for her. We called her the Space Alien, as she bore a striking resemblance to “Marvin Martian.”
Yeah, I am thinking Magic is well rid of eleven.
Happy Birthday, Magic. We love you!
Admittedly, I sometimes react like a little girl. So, when the box arrived from Island Art Cards, I anticipated its contents as if the box held Christmas or Birthday presents. My expectations were high. Anticipation… Expectation… Culmination! YES! The “Hawaiian Surf Dogs 2015” calendar is here, and if I do say so myself, IT IS WONDERFUL. I LOVE IT! The calendar is full of my passion. It is full of dogs doing the things that they love to do at the beach or in the water.
THE NEW HAWAII DOG CALENDAR IS HERE! For some odd reason, Steve Martin’s phonebook scene from “The Jerk” popped into my head once again this year. Fortunately, for those who follow this blog, here and on Facebook, I searched the archives… and realized, yes, Steve Martin had been in my brain before… BUT, THE NEW CALENDAR IS HERE!!!
Deb McGuire, Pet Photographer, announces the arrival of her “I ♥ HAWAII 2015 16-Month Calendar.” The calendar is published and distributed by Island Heritage, and is available Longs, ABC Stores, Airport Gift Shops, Tourist Gift Shops, and on the Island Heritage site.
Another calendar, featuring surfing and water dogs of Hawaii is coming soon…
I love, love, love my fur-babies. The big ones, the small ones, the short and the tall… love them all. I have said many times, “I don’t do this for money; my passion is the animals.” That is why, every pet touches my heart, so much so that losing one of my furry friends hurts a bunch.
When we photographed Sandy, she was already not feeling well. She had hepatitis. Yet, she seemed fine. She had energy and stamina. You would not have known that anything was wrong. Her human’s story regarding giving a black dog the name Sandy is one of those classic unforgettable moments… why would anyone name a black dog Sandy? BECAUSE IT FITS.
We photographed Hobbs just after sunrise on the other side of the Koolaus. Typical of the weather on the mountain, we thought it might rain. But then, as we crossed the street, the sun came out. Hobbs welcomed us by barking and barking and barking. By the end of the shoot, we were all in love. Hobbs was not feeling well. He was so energetic. He lived his life very well, very fully.
Rex was a beautiful dog. He was a working dog. He had just retired when we first met him. He was so thrilled about retirement that he ate the furniture. Rex was so beautiful.
Libby was a rescue kitty. SHE WAS SO WELCOMING!!! We think that she eventually tolerated us. I remember her eyes. Her eyes were absolutely gorgeous.
Chamois brought two little girls a lot of joy. The girls are older now, and they have lost a dear friend. Chamois will join her dog sister Cali in heaven.
Spanky was a dog with an interesting past. He was adopted by good people; his first pet parent, a drug dealer, left the picture for a Court scheduled sabbatical. We met Spanky at Kapiolani Park… not far from his home. Spanky was a “senior.” He was 17 years old. In the middle of the photoshoot, Spanky did something that no other dog had ever done. Spanky fell asleep. Spanky had a long and interesting life, but for me… who wanted one more puppy kiss… Spanky left just a little too soon.
Rocky… what to say about one of our best models? We consider ourselves very fortunate to have known Rocky and his pet parents. He loved the water. He was the best underwater dog ever. Rocky loved to pick up rocks and hide them in his cheeks. He was a great diver. Most of all, Rocky was a total sweetheart with beautiful brown eyes.
Riley and Nico were part of the same pet family. Riley was my first deaf dog; my first furball model who could care less about all my goofy noises and attempts to get his attention by using sounds. Nico was a goofy black lab. They were much loved family members of my friend Carolyn, who brought us Blarney. Both Riley and Nico left our extended family far too soon.
I really, really love my fur babies. They are my passion. This past year I lost too many furry friends, but I know deep down that they have crossed over the rainbow bridge to a place that they can be puppies and kittens again, forever.
Blarney is two.
Blarney is our special child, our special gift. 71 pounds of pure love, Blarney wants to be part of you. In physics, the Law of Impenetrability states that two bodies cannot occupy the same place at the same time. Blarney has not studied physics, probably never will… and so, the Law of Impenetrability does not apply to Blarney… so says Blarney. This is fine until you are in midstride and Blarney and your supporting appendage are trying to be in the same space.
Blarney kisses like a young teenage boy. He is enthusiastic, but it is wet and really, REALLY sloppy. Sometimes, you have to force yourself not to think where his mouth may just have been.
Blarney is angelic when he sleeps… he is not perfect… he farts, burps, and snores. He hogs TOO much of the bed. He sleeps as hard as he wakes.
Blarney is our water dog. He is a constant subject for tourists’ photos and videos on the beach at Lanikai.
While I may not have chosen to have a 71 pound dog, I would always have chosen my special boy. When he looks at me, my heart grows inside my chest.
Blarney is two. I love my special boy.
For the procrastinators amongst you, you may not be aware of this, BUT CHRISTMAS HAPPENS IN LESS THAN ONE WEEKS. So, I am going to make the perfect seasonal gift recommendation: GIFT ME! That’s right, you can give the gift of Hawaii’s best pet photographer to your loved one. and, not to be confused with a certain virus, I am the gift that keeps on giving. Plus, I entertain. Your beloved giftee will get a workout and a comedy session, all included with the gift of ME. To help you make the decision to give the GIFT-O-ME, I have come up with my Top 10 reasons why GIFTING ME is a super idea:
1. The giftee will love you so much for it, they may very well gift me back to you!
2. Being totally modest here, I am the best gift the giftee will ever receive
3. Giving me to your parents will make them like you better than your brother and sister.
4. You can buy a gift certificate completely over the net/phone, thus avoiding that trip to Kahala, Ala Moana or Pearl Ridge that you wanted to avoid.
5. I am a very unique and thoughtful gift.
6. You don’t want to regret not doing it.
7. Pet pictures make people smile.
8. Most people like their pets better than people. you will be acknowledging to the giftee that you know your place in their heart.
9. I just might fit into the category of that luxury item that the giftee would be reluctant to buy for themselves.
10. Your giving the gift of me. and that includes fabulous images from Deb McGuire Pet Photographer.
MAYBE I SHOULD TURN THIS INTO A VIDEO! For Gift Certificate information contact me at: (808) 247-5282 or firstname.lastname@example.org
Mana is Mr. December!
The dye doesn’t just go away. ”I want a dog to look like “Shave Ice.” Brenda Farmer, Mana’s human, decided to take the challenge. Mana “volunteered” to be the model.
What do other dogs say when they see a dog dyed pink, yellow, and blue? One would think that they notice. Dogs don’t seem to be the sort of species to talk story behind another dog’s back, so they would be up front about it. “I see your human has a sense of humor.” OR “Sorry about your human, it could be worse.”
If there is some doggie negative stigma tied to being dyed to look like “Shave Ice,” Mana seemed not to mind. In fact, Mana seemed to bask in the attention. Mana arrived for his photo-shoot with his posse. His Mom and professional pet stylist, Brenda Farmer, had him spiffy and ready. Then, the photographer and her sometimes assistant. that would be yours truly and my oft fired husband. fawned all over him. Who wouldn’t? He was precious.
Brenda rescued Mana at the Hawaiian Humane Society on July 1, 2012. At the time, he was called “Taco.” Brenda renamed him Mauna Kea, because his fur was so white. But when everyone shortened it to Mana, the name stuck. Mana is a clown. He loves to pull blankets on top of himself, and he talks the whole time he is doing it. He lies on his back. With his feet, he jumbles and jiggles the blanket until it completely covers him. Then, he throws it off and starts again. First thing each morning, when Brenda gets up, Mana starts running like crazy back and forth until Brenda lets him out to run and do his business. He loves being groomed. He will jump up on the grooming table and just sits there even if it isn’t his time to be groomed.
Mana is a sweetheart. Mana is Mr. December.
Here’s the link to Mana’s personal stylist http://www.scrubdogwash.com
As a general rule, nothing causes chaos at the beach like an afternoon pet photography session. For some reason, many young locals are not at work when the sun is at its best angle. which is in the middle of the day….when one would think that they would be at work?! Add large groups of tourists who have read that Lanikai and Kailua are among the best beaches in the World, introduce a dog, who the pet parents have assured you, is well behaved, but who has never been to the beach before. or more dramatically has never been off leash. This is why, when executing calendar shoots, I CHOOSE MY MODELS CAREFULLY!
Riley, Ms. December, is a one of those dogs who loves the water, but is so well behaved that during a middle of the day shoot on a crowded beach it is not an issue. The greatest challenge of Riley’s shoot was keeping Riley out of the water. Eventually, Riley would get her wish. but only after her glam shots were complete.
Sadly, Riley and her mother, Tawnya, have left our Aina. Now, Riley is in a place where the water she plays in is the white frozen stuff. Brrr. Riley was born in October 2009. Like most Libras, Riley was born to love. She is a cuddler and likes to paw Tawnya for extra attention. Riley likes to be at Tawnya’s side as much as possible. Riley loves treats. She loves tearing up her stuffed toys. When Riley is in trouble, she runs to, rolls over at the feet of and begs forgiveness of Tawnya.
Riley is a beautiful dog. Riley is Ms. December. WE MISS RILEY!
Happy Birthday, Miss Mango!
Our Mango is three. I reminisced recently about the mornings that she greeted me… back before she just stayed… before she was ours and we were hers. She loved so much.
Mango is love. She still greets me every morning. Every activity excites her. She rides to every destination with focus and anticipation.
When we leave her, she misses us. If we return from a photo-shoot, she smells the other dogs and her nose sniffs all over us.
Mango loves. Mango is love. Mango is three.