Ginger’s 2 years old, and maybe a little less saggy than the average shar-pei.
I started taking pictures out in the sun, but, as you’ll see, the sunlight was brutal. I got her to sneak into a little alcove, which was shaded, and got a couple of pictures that came out much better.
She's 2 years old, but we mistook her for a puppy. She was very playful, and quite excited.
Shadows. Blah.
Much better. Now you can see the full extent of this breed's goofiness.
And this is what happens when a shar-pei shakes off. Wish I'd managed to get this from the front.
I am so fascinated by the shape of Shar pei muzzles.
Do you carry dog cookies with you all the time for photo ops?? =)
I do, actually. (Not cookies, but some kind of beef jerky dog treat thingie, something like that.) But I don’t often trot them out: somehow there’s a big difference between ‘can I take pictures of your dog’ and ‘can I pet your dog’ on the one hand, and ‘can I give your dog some food’ on the other. As if there were random people wandering around all the time, waiting for the opportunity to poison your dog.
Worse is the possibility that I feed the dog something out of my backpack and the next day he gets sick for some unrelated reason. I don’t even want to think about that.