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Grandma Ruth Tried to Take a Nice Selfie. Cotton Had His Own Idea of Posing.

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Say cheese! Ruth holds the camera at arm's length on the front porch, leaning her head close to Cotton's fluffy one. She wears a navy quilted vest over a gray top and a gentle, crinkly-eyed smile. Cotton is doing even better, with his pink tongue peeking out in a wide doggy grin and his dark eyes looking straight into the lens. His curly white coat frames his face like a cotton puff. Behind them, the porch railing, a potted plant, and the soft gray light of a quiet day fill the background.

Getting a good photo with your dog takes a little patience, and a few tricks help. Hold a treat or a squeaky toy just above the camera to draw your dog's eyes toward it. Natural light, like a shaded porch or a spot near a window, is far more flattering than a harsh flash, and it is kinder to sensitive eyes. Get down to your dog's level rather than shooting from above. Short sessions work best, so stop before your dog gets bored and reward them afterward. With a white dog, avoid bright direct sun, which can wash out the fur so it looks like one blank patch.

This one is definitely going on the fridge, and maybe in a frame by the door too. Ruth and Cotton look like two old friends who never run out of reasons to smile together.

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