Today is the last of eight blogs on the fantastic fashion shoot I was able to enjoy. And I'm ending it the same way it began, with Rex.
Rex was a true professional. He put up with a lot from the female photographers. Poor guy. I'm sure he put a lot of effort and thought into his wardrobe, but we just wouldn't let him wear it.
See, I did get a shot of him with his shirt on. Well, mostly on. I asked him if he was cold. He said no. So I asked him to take his shirt off again. I am so helpful, aren't I?
Praying won't do you any good. We still won't let you put your shirt on. Even the male photographers liked Rex. Although they were too busy trying to make him look mean. And I'll tell you, some of the "mean" poses looked pretty ridiculous.
Ok ladies, get out your laundry. The washboard is ready. Good-bye, Rex. It was fun.