I don’t remember this one, but it looks like it’s from the golf course – tee box trashcan in the background. You must have been running around a bit and look a little out of breath. Canon T2i, no flash, so it was a “photo shoot”.
You did love the freedom of running around the course after hours. Nice soft grass on your feet. Unfortunately, your bad front ankles had you tripping on your face if you ran too hard. The slight hills seemed a problem for you. It broke my heart to see you want to run so bad and not be physically able to. A short trot or jog was all we could allow, knowing the pain anything more would cause you. Poor baby girl.
Rest in peace, sweet one.