My family lost our sweet pup, Rocket, back in February. I spent this evening going through the images from the last time I photographed him, and I found a few that I had passed over the first time I edited. I saw something in them today that I missed when he was still alive. There are these little things about something you love so much that you only really notice once they are gone. This image of Rocket leaping into the air didn’t make the cut the first time around because I was so focused on the images that captured his amazing facial expressions. Looking at this now, I feel like it may be the single most important photograph I ever took of him. Here is a dog so happy to be right where he is, and I was there for just a moment, this very moment, at his level, seeing it just as he did.