I was told over the weekend by a friend that Frankie might actually be a decent racer if he didn't politely slow down to let the other dogs pass him when they get close. As far as I can tell, he would be faster if he didn't worry so much about looking pretty when he runs.
This morning I was trimming the hair between his toes. Yes, it is weird but he gets little mops on his feet and tracks in dirt if I don't get out the clippers from time to time. As I removed all the excess hair I set it aside in a small pile to pick up when I finished when, out of the corner of my eye, I see movement. It's Hubert coming to check out what is going on. He is a curious little monkey and I thought nothing of it; he sniffed the pile of hair and then, to my surprise, he took a mouthful and ate it. Who eats hair?!? I always knew he was an oddball but that was a new one...
Canon 1D X, Canon 70-200/f2.8L IS Mark II with Canon EF Extender 1.4x Mark III
280mm, f5.6, 1/1000 sec @ 200 ISO