Steve is walking me down the street, as I'm looking particularly girly and cuddly in my pink fleece monkey pajamas, when he happens to spot Stella through the window practicing her harp. Then comes my big moment: I let out a yap, startling him from his revelation that he should form a band to get close to her...I yap a second time...all eyes on me, I can see the reflection of my eyes in the camera as it swoops down for my final close up...and scene.
I have already cleared a space on the mantle for my anticipated Oscar, Best Supporting Pomeranian.
|Myself with Mad Fowler aka "Steve"|
|Max gets coiffed in between takes|
|no need for coiffing|
|looking bored during the big scene|
|mommy bribing me with treats in between takes|
|mommy coaching me to bark on cue|
|all in a day's work, exhausted on the ride home|