Change of plans. Rockwell was to go for an overnight assessment, starting this morning. I was on my way to rent the car when CGDB called to say the person doing the assessment was sick and would have to reschedule. I’m glad they called when they did, before I’d actually rented it but it put a screeching halt to everything else I thought I was going to do today - and tomorrow. In fact, I had been saying to Peter, “we’re going to be dogless - without dog - for the first time since September! We can run around the house naked!” Anyway.

I was trying to get some nice close-ups of Rockwell in the next two shots. I see expressions on his face that never seem to translate into photos. The way the pix turned out, I thought they sort of looked like mug shots - full face and profile. Of course, Rockwell looks too good for these to be mug shots - his hair should be mussed and he should look hung over or beat up.


I titled this last one “what is he thinking?” because it really does look like he knows SOMETHING, doesn’t it?