Bad Animal Selfies...





          I am amazed everyday when I see friends on Facebook proudly displaying their selfies. For the most part, everyone always seems to look great. Nice smile, hair combed, no double chin(s).
          Not one to be left out of the loop, I too joined the "selfie parade'. Unfortunately, I wasn't quite as successful as some of my friends in taking a great photo of myself. Actually, I wasn't successful at all. My "nice smile" always came off as a lopsided smirk, my hair is really never combed, and those double chins, well, better make it a triple.
Quadruple??
           As I was going through my online photo albums in search of a great selfie, I realized I am in good company.  Seems the animals here at Homeland Farm also have a real problem with selfies. Let me show you what I mean.
Here is Liam trying to model his military uniform..no thanks to Annalee
        Annalee is very much like me, as far as selfies go. I think she is Queen of bad animal selfies.She and I both have a lot to learn.
       
  Molly decided to give it a go. Almost nailed it Molly. Almost.

      
 Now to be fair, it isn't just the dogs struggling to take a good selfie. The other animals have had their fair share of issues as well. See the following examples of attempted animal selfies. See what I mean..they try so hard. You have to give them credit for the attempt, at the very least. They are all still cute, if somewhat photographically challenged. Sorry for that last one. Just thought I'd try it.

Nope, I don't think that's how it's done Paulie...
The fine feathered fowl seem to have the hang of it.

Close, Donkey, close.


Not bad, Dinkums, not bad.

Yeah. Not quite the look I was going for. At least you cant see my real mustache..
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