08/13/2026
July thirteenth, twenty twenty-six.
Dedicated to Gunny. Film edition. 🤍
Also known as: Gunbuns, Gun, Big bad wolf, - & most importantly, Chesters best friend.
It’s been exactly a month since we laid you to rest, and since our pack went from four to three.
To say things have shifted since you left us behind on earth would be a major understatement.
The pack is no longer quite a pack.
The house is a bit quieter.
We no longer hear you howl when the fire trucks zoom by.
And somehow - every ball still seems to have your name written all over it.
There are always little reminders of you everywhere. And maybe that’s why this session means more to me than i could ever put into words.
Photography has given me the privilege of being present for so many of life’s happiest moments - engagements, weddings, growing families, new beginnings, & all of the beautiful in-between’s.
But in the same turn - it’s given me the privilege of documenting the moments we wish we could freeze in time.
The quiet ones.
The painful ones.
The ones we know we’ll never get back.
Even when those moments belong to my family.
I’m endlessly grateful that my passion has allowed me to hold onto pieces of the people - and animals, that we love the most. To turn a moment that feels impossible to let go of into something tangible we can return to forever. Because eventually, the photographs become more than just a photograph.
They become the sound of a bark, we’re afraid we will forget.
The way they look at us.
The way their fur felt underneath our hands.
Proof that they were here. That they were ours.
Gunny bun, you were so much more than a dog.
You were my sister’s soul dog, a piece of our family, Chester’s best bud, and somehow - a little bit of mine.
Thank you for every ball you chased, every fire truck you howled at, every toy fought over with chedda, for being the boss man and every bit of love you left behind.
You were so deeply loved, and you always will be.
Love you always & forever gunbuns, til we meet again. 🤍🐾
