My latest assignment was a bit of an odd one: Capture Lloyd's balls in all their glory before they hit the chopping block. Lloyd, the biggest, most lovable bear I've ever known, didn't know it at the time, but those balls had to go. Normally I'm not a fan of having someone's balls chopped off, but in this case they were going to cause nothing but trouble (think cancer). I just hope it doesn't change his personality.
Ah Lloydy, ignorance is bliss.
Love that 50mm pop.
In case you were wondering, he's a bull mastiff/boxer mix. Great combo.
The money shot. Almost gave up on it.