he's ready for his close-up

so last sunday was the most lovely afternoon and me and chazzard had a photo shoot in the yard. it was so fun. he is starting to be pretty chill on his leash again. it's been pretty hard to regain all our lost ground since we moved to the suburbs. see, in brooklyn, our backyard was really enclosed and only connected to other backyards, so he felt safe even though the sky was bigger than the ceiling (a continuous issue for chaz). but out here in the country, even in the back-yard chaz can hear cars and trucks and they freak him out a little. also, i think cause there's so much stuff here for him to climb in and on and under, he wants to frolick more than his leash will allow. but he also has a neurotic mother who knows that he is perfectly capable of getting scared and running under something large and getting stuck and so refuses to let him off his leash. anyway, we were playing with afternoon light and my [love it but don't really know how to use it] camera. chazzard is the most handsome fellow, and he's quite the willing little subject. he thinks he's a supermodel.