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I'm sure all of you have a certain friend with a genius for coming up with the perfect gift. My friend Jen Sauter gives the perfect gift with no warning, just because. And I always squawk like a parrot when I open them, because they're...perfect.
Jen loooooves Chet Baker, and when we get together we talk in Chet Baker talk practically the whole time.
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How much does she love Baker? Well, when her sister needed a puppeh, Jen directed her to Chet
Baker's breeder, Jane.Some of you will remember Booker T.
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The last time Booker came to visit was last July. Now he towers over Chet! He was long and lean as a puppeh, promising to be a big boy.
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But back to the perfect gift, which Jen gave us when we were in West Virginia.
It's called
Pet's Eye View. It's a tiny lightweight camera that hangs from a pet's collar and takes photos at a chosen interval (1, 15 or 30 minutes). Could there be anything more perfect than to see the world through Chet Baker's eyes? I squealed!
The following photos were taken by Chet Baker in the space of about an hour in his busy life. I'll let Chet narrate:
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I wish Mether would stop drawing and let me out. I want to bake myself in the sun.
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Much better. I like the sun. It has been so rainy lately that I have not had a chance to bake. I can drink out of Mether's muck bucket rainbarrel.
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I have a very nice front yard. Mether's rosemary tree is getting big.
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I will flop down here for awhile. Zzzzz.
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But there might be a chiptymunk by the pond. I run across the patio. I almost trip on Mether's sundial every time. My jowls are getting long!
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I am standing on the back deck, looking for deer and bunnehs. My soft throat folds get in the way again. Sorry about that.
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Time to head down the stairs and make another chiptymunk and bunneh patrol. I am a busy dog. Mether calls me Offisa Pupp.
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I am back. Now I want in again. I see my Air Dog donut, but where is Mether? There is a hole in this screen just the size of my head. I remember when that happened. I saw a deer.
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Finally. Mether let me in, and I flop down on the cool tile in the foyer. It is hot outside. I took a lot of pictures of this view.
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Mether is still planting things. Here are her boots, and all her seeds for the garden. I like it when she works outside. Hmm. Where is Mether?
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I see her feet under her drawing table. There is a doorstop that is supposed to look like me.
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And there is Mether, kneeling down to kiss me! This is not the best picture of Mether. I will try to get another one. I hope you have enjoyed seeing my world. I will take some more pictures soon.
Love,
Chet Baker
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