I’m learning so much about dogs while becoming the latest and greatest Philadelphia pet photographer. Did you know? Corgis are smart, friendly, and people-oriented. They’re also herding dogs — good to know if I’m ever stuck with a few hundred sheep — and have a fierce drive when playing games which mixes well with their energy and intelligence.
Approximately eight ball pit balls in assorted colors were killed during the making of these pet portraits. This Corgi can kill a plastic ball in one fell swoop of her mighty dog teeth!
Meet Miss Ginger. Such an easygoing, happy happy love of a dog.
Also, Corgis have tongues which photograph exceptionally well. Or maybe that’s just Ginger. 
For the record, it was 24 degrees outside with winds of over forty-five miles per hour, or we would have been outside. Instead, we used the loft studio to bust out a quick Pets for Haiti shoot with this adorable Corgi! My fab friend Paulette Dixon (singer-songwriter extraordinaire) got this session as a surprise gift for out-of-town friends while she was dog sitting. (Feel free to copy this idea for all your Philadelphia pet lover-friends, people!)
Ginger is also (my) Hermione’s first canine friend! Most dogs freak Hermione out, as they’re huge compared to her, but Ginger is just about her size, so they got along just fine. (Of course, Hermione proceeded to have an accident in Braxton’s Animal Works an hour later…it’s a proud day nonetheless.)
Oh, and there’s also still time to book a Pets for Haiti portrait shoot, just click here for details. Photographing dogs and cats all over the Philadelphia region has been incredibly fun, and meeting all sorts of pet-lovers has been absolutely fantastic, too. I’d love to meet you, lovely person!
Please don’t be deceived by how utterly adorable Goose looks in the following photos. She may lure you in with her pretty eyes and upside-down playful looks, but you will be clawed and bleeding before you know it. (This pet photography gig is just as dangerous as an Indiana Jones adventure! For real!)
Duck Duck had no real interest in me. She couldn’t be bribed, cajoled, heckled, or otherwise made to do anything she didn’t want to. Which makes her a typical cat. 
That last one is 100% Goose. Bad to the bone. Only tolerating humanity because a few humans feed her twice a day. (For the photogs among you, this was shot using available light and the backdrop is the refrigerator.)
