For my more ardent followers it should come as no surprise that I have a strong affection for all dogs in the sighthound family. They are, for the most part, gentle, sweet, lazy, and expressive. The more elegant they look the goofier they are when away from prying eyes so Afghan hounds rate pretty high up there of the silly scale. These two had already competed as puppies at the dog show and collapsed on top of each other while their person finished watching the adults.
The cardinal rule at dog shows is that you ask before making new friends. The adult Afghans take hours, literally, to groom into show readiness so you don't want to undo someone's hard work. But because these two were done competing and because they still have their puppy coat we got to visit. The boy, on the left, kept trying to scoot across his sister to get closer without actually having to go to the effort of standing. It's odd to think that such grace and athleticism is tempered with complete sloth but that's what I love about them.
Canon 1D Mark IV, Canon 24/f1.4L Mark II
24mm, f2, 1/160 sec @ 1000 ISO