Today is the day for the community to get dog licenses. Xiaoyin and her dad agreed to come back this afternoon to get them together. She’ll get Henry’s photos taken this morning, and then her dad will develop them. She’ll pick him up from kindergarten early this afternoon.
Getting a dog license in Beijing was much easier than we imagined. We brought the most important items—money, a photo, and then Henry and I went to the nearby neighborhood committee. Two local police officers were waiting. We filled out a form, attached our photos, and paid the money. Everything was done, and we collected the license 10 days later. Some people, knowing this, didn’t even take their dog with them. They just said a few nice things, paid the money, and were done with it. Apparently, raising a giant dog isn’t a problem. The police were very accommodating, giving us a new leash and telling us to get vaccinated. I explained I’d already had it in March, and they said I could get it next year. Not bad.
Henry hasn’t been very fond of photos lately, always hiding when they were taken. It took a lot of effort to get a one-inch bareheaded, front-facing photo. Here are a few recent photos for your reference. (Note from Dad)
Photos taken just after moving into the new home (May 2)
I’ll be angry with anyone who presses the shutter button! (Facing the paparazzi with righteous indignation) — May 17th
If they could get some food, that would be another matter… (After the paparazzi switched to a bribery policy)
One-inch bareheaded frontal photo prototype (the original has been stored in the archives of the Capital Public Security Bureau)
From today on, I am a dog with status!
