1991 or 1992:
This was after I had picked up my father's Ansco Shur-Shot from my Grandparents' house. I think it was the true beginning of my camera collecting. Of course, you can see I was a bit too close to the subject.
Katie was such a sweet dog. They were all sweet, but Katie maybe had something a bit extra. Though they were all special, and they were all great danes. Great, big, loving dogs that don't last long enough. Though Katie was the runt of her litter and lasted to age 13. Here she is at 4 or 5, catching some sun in the bay window, as every dog has before and since. And like every dog has before or since, nose spots were left on the windowpanes.
Oh, those nose spots...