BLOGHello! I'm a Colorado Springs wedding photographer and portrait photographer. I travel all over the country to document the important moments in people's lives. My blog showcases some of my favorite photos of my clients and adventures. I update this blog several times a week, so please visit frequently to see my latest images. Protected: Wedding to do list… oh my freaking yikes.June 27, 2005
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Protected: Our engagement photo shoot!June 13, 2005
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Protected: Friday five… more meme timeJune 3, 2005
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Pet care guiltJune 2, 2005Our cat, Roger, disappeared yesterday. He was missing all afternoon and evening. By midnight he still hadn’t come back. He is able to jump our 6-foot fence, but he doesn’t usually stray further than our yard, I was terrified that something had happened to him. After all, there is an evil cat in our neighborhood that chewed up our other kitty, Janie, a couple weeks ago. That frightening experience is still fresh in my mind. On top of that, we live very near mountain wilderness, and there are mountain lions, bears, and god knows what else in this area. Roger is a big cat. Big. I mean 17 pounds of giant black feline with claws that haven’t been trimmed lately, which might make him intimidating to other animals. But he is also a big sissy lapcat, as you may recall from this post. At midnight I wandered around our neighborhood in my bathrobe, shaking a bag of kitty treats. Roger, come on out Roger. Mike got in his car and drove through the neighborhood streets, looking for any signs that he had been hit by a car. Nothing. I sat on our front curb, shaking those treats and feeling miserable. How could I lose my cat? In the last two weeks I have been a horrible pet mom. Janie got attacked when I let her out after dark. Ally chased after a moose and jumped in a raging river when I let her off her leash. Now Roger was gone and I hadn’t even noticed that he was missing all day. I slept on the sofa that night, hoping Roger would come home and try to scratch at the window. I was so sad. At 2:30, a frantic scratching woke me up. I jumped off the sofa and saw a little black feline face looking in the window at me with spooked eyes. Roger was home. I scooped him up, gave him some dinner, and took him to bed. He seemed unharmed, so I guess he just got lost. I hope he learned his lesson! Meanwhile I still feel guilty. I have to learn to keep my pets safe before I ever have babies. I’m such a flake.
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