I took my 50 mm lens out in the back yard, this morning, to take shots of the girls. It was a little overcast and I didn't expect good shots, especially since Pearl did a lot of running and the girls were wrestling. Still, I was happy with quite a few of them.
First thing, before I even had a cuppa Joe, Pearl spotted a bunny on the other side of the fence among the Cedar trees (the opening to a rabbit hole is under there). We ought to be having baby bunnies in about a month so I've been keeping her away from that area since it appears to be a nursery. The lack of caffeine and Pearl being so hysterical contributed to my decision to open the gate and let them both out to chase rabbits. Sure enough, Pearl ran under the Cedars, out of sight. A moment later, I saw the bunny running parallel to her in the yard. Pearl hadn't seen that the rabbit had abandoned the trees (the bunny was probably trying to keep from drawing Pearl straight to her warren) and she kept racing up and down under the Cedars trying to find her.
Evelyn, on the other hand, doesn't care about bunnies. It was our big trash pick-up day and she's spotted a garbage truck on the road and was intent on making sure it didn't get too close to "her" fence. The bunny came barreling through the yard to escape Pearl and ran right into Evelyn (I've seen this before). Evelyn was knocked back about a foot, gave the bunny an irritated look as if to complain that the rabbit was unbearably rude, then went back to looking at her own prey - the garbage truck. Shortly thereafter, the bunny came running back by with Pearl on her heels and Evelyn jumped out of the way, then trotted back to me in the back yard. She wants no part of that stupid bunny.
Even though the bunny got away, Pearl was in high spirits and zoomed around the backyard. It was at this point that I brought out the camera. She is pretty much a couch potato but sometimes the puppy comes out in her and she just has to run.
Pretty Evelyn, as I said, glides. In a full-out run, she still looks like she is dancing - she lifts her feet pretty and keeps her ears perked forward. Even though she is four years older than Pearl, she is actually the more active of the two. Since moving back to Oklahoma, she has shown herself to be much more of an outdoor dog than we realized. The temperature doesn't bother her that much and, if outside, she tends to run from place to place rather than walk. She is so much more active that we've noticed that her hindquarters have really muscled up in the past year. That will serve her well as she gets older. She is only six, but I can already see signs of middle age in her coat, teeth and eyes.
I hate that. I see it in the mirror, too.
Two year old Pearl has her own running style and I just love it - head up, ears down with a smile on her face - shoulders down and her hindquarters nearly overtake her forequarters. Her feet look like they ought to get tangled up but they never do.
But this morning, Pearl was so spunky you couldn't help but get some fun shots:
She's got such pretty eyes:
After catching her breath, she looked around for sister:
But even Evelyn gets tired of the little twit after a bit: