I ask her to sit in my perfect spot. She finds another...my left thigh:
She won't move... I can't get a nice product shot from this angle:
I beg and plead and get her up, ask her to sit again. She chooses...my right calf! OY!
I beg and plead some more, get her up and she plops down... not in front of the lovely green bushes but with the mucky pool in the background. And a tree coming out of her head. And there's some poop... I get up and scoop and settle back in. I place the product next to her and...she won't look at me:
The chew shots go OK because she was eating....
I then want a smiley or something...licky lips... to close. I call her. She looks left.
I call her. She looks down....
I call her. She looks right....
Finally, after much begging and torturing her with a lamb and cranberry cookie over the camera, I get a licky lip and
A happy beauty shot!
I swear, photography is rough when your model is so demanding and wants to direct the shoot!