The Beginning

So I figure I will try and start from the beginning of Luna’s life.. or since she’s been with me.. it may take a while to get this updated as she is nearly 2 years old now.. But here goes nothing..

Luna and her mom.. two peas in a pod

The Day I brought her home


Even as a puppy she was intense.. SUCH a prey drive...

She still prefers to lay this way...

Early on she showed moments of composure....

Even out in the wild, she's an observer by nature.. much like myself

But other times.... pure energy..

She loves to be outside, so I found a cheap way to keep her warm.. thank you old sweatpants.

Back when she was smaller than Nilla.. now a wee bit taller.

Running through Bluebells

And I shall leave you with that last image to think on. Pretty much sums up life with Luna.  A life full of motion, lots of motion, color, light, blurs, blues, greens, dashes, and glimpses…

Enjoy all

About Anna

I am a native of Virginia but recently relocated to Maryland I often feel I am simply a visitor... here to take note of little things people often pass by... I enjoy photography, family, the outdoors, reading, my vizsla... etc etc
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3 Responses to The Beginning

  1. -Liz says:

    Love the last shot of Luna running through the bluebells. Makes me wonder perhaps what fun your future children will have running through the bluebells…

    • Anna says:

      Interesting idea to think about… if we happen to live near here by then.. that is out towards my brother’s house in lovetsville by Potomac.. about an hour away right now.. I miss it being closer, as does Luna..

  2. Pingback: Two years ago I brought her home… « Vizsla Inspiration

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