T-Max

My sweet T-Max. She came to us during the middle of a very cold ice storm. I went out to my truck to drive to my class at the university where I was teaching and this little black and white ball of fur crawled out from under it. Of course, I could not possible allow her to spend the night outside like that so I brought her in, got her dried off with the firm affirmation to my wife that we would find who she belonged to and return her - since we did not need another dog. We advertised but no one ever came forward. In this photograph I had done a huge wedding the evening before and was relaxing in the sunshine in a recliner in our living room. Little T-Max came in and jumped up into the other recliner and was just watching me. I remembered that I had several exposures left in my Hasselblad camera so I took it out, measured the light and made three or four exposures off the back end of the roll of film. This was an epic dog. I could take her anywhere with me and she was extremely well behaved. As a therapy dog we could take her into hospitals to visit the patients, and she would walk right past a tray of leftover food and not touch it. The nurses kept cookies in their stations for when she came to visit, which was a couple of times a week. It was so funny, when the red bandana came out she knew she was going to work..., so many happy memories.