Wiley
Bull Terrier
Shy Wiley entered the studio slowly, remaining ever-so-close to her owner’s side. I watched as her sweet eyes curiously made their way around the large room of people, until they finally settled on me. As I knelt down, her demeanor was soft and bashful, like a young child meeting someone new for the first time. She tucked herself behind her mom’s leg for a quick moment, but soon emerged all on her own and in her own time, to offer a warm hello.
Bull Terrier
Shy Wiley entered the studio slowly, remaining ever-so-close to her owner’s side. I watched as her sweet eyes curiously made their way around the large room of people, until they finally settled on me. As I knelt down, her demeanor was soft and bashful, like a young child meeting someone new for the first time. She tucked herself behind her mom’s leg for a quick moment, but soon emerged all on her own and in her own time, to offer a warm hello.
Bull Terrier
Shy Wiley entered the studio slowly, remaining ever-so-close to her owner’s side. I watched as her sweet eyes curiously made their way around the large room of people, until they finally settled on me. As I knelt down, her demeanor was soft and bashful, like a young child meeting someone new for the first time. She tucked herself behind her mom’s leg for a quick moment, but soon emerged all on her own and in her own time, to offer a warm hello.