I turned to Maria last night and I said, “you know, Red is just the perfect dog for me, he is my pal, I’ve been waiting for a dog like that my entire life.” Why, I wondered? Because, she said, he is crazy in just the same way you are. This is true, Red is not like the other children, and neither was I. I put up a lot of photos showing Red at his focused, even ferocious best, but the truth about Red is that he is just as sweet a dog as Lenore, I rarely get to take a photo of his vulnerable side.

Whenever Red is not working, he is waiting for me, watching me. When I go out, Red comes in the car with me, when I opened the door to get my camera bag, he was lying on the seat, waiting for instructions. This is the other side of Red, his incredibly sweet and loving soul.