Today was the last day, and for my last assignment I had the pleasure of photographing these two critters at the metro pound.
I always thought Pets of the Week was a weird assignment. It felt like every week that I’d do it I was having to decide which animals lived and which died. Walking down those hallways past all the barking dogs and leaning down to say, “you, yes you shall live.” It’s a strange ritual.
I’m not sure if any of the other staffers over thought it as much as I did, but we had a lot of power in that animal shelter. The ones we snapped were almost always guaranteed to be saved, the others… yeah, not so much.
It was like Schindler’s list– Shaminder’s list (yeah, a Holocaust joke… I’m going to hell…)
I wish I had more time, I could of saved so many more…
*Thanks to ABQ Journal tech Nick Layman for the pic, give him some link love.
