My Crazy Dog

So, last weekend I took another trip to Trinity and on Sunday morning decided to go on the back porch to photograph the deer out at the salt lick. My dog, Zippi, followed me and was milling around in the grass. After only a few minutes, one young buck came within 20 meters of me and my dog.

Then after it started to walk away, Zippi went off after it. Seeing as how she pretty much teleported across the field and there was no way I could run after her, I took a few pictures of the stotting deer and then sprinted after my dog. I had no intention of getting Zippi in one of my shots, but when I looked back through my photos, I found this:

By the way, she is a Norfolk terrier and only weighs around 15 pounds.