Tuesday, March 8, 2011
16x20" oil on canvas
Say hello to Cliff. A just completed commission, the portrait is a gift to Cliff's owner who is heartbroken over his recent passing. Such an amazingly beautiful beast and so very sad that he is no longer with us.
The passing of a pet is made all the more heartbreaking by the concept that he or she was just that...a pet. An animal. Everyone is different and handles grief the way that works best for them but for me, losing a pet is like losing a family member. Period. My heartfelt condolences to Cliff's family. He was stunning and I know he'll be missed.
We had a big wind come through the other night and knock down a new section of our stockade fence. I let the boys out after breakfast for their toilette and went to put a load of laundry in. I'm a worry-wart and usually check the fences before letting them out in the backyard, but this morning for some reason I didn't. When I got the washer started I went to the back door to check on them and didn't see them. Figuring they were around the side of the house I went to make sure and saw the fallen section of fence and discovered, to my horror, they were gone!
I was frantic, screaming for Tim, running through the house and out the front door calling their names. We live on a fairly busy street, it was the beginning of rush hour and there was a lot of traffic going by. My neighbor must have heard me because she was out and coaxing Raz from the street. He saw me and ran over. Scooping him up, I was scanning the yards and streets for Blu, when my neighbor pointed him out, three houses over on the front lawn. Thankfully the traffic seemed to have disappeared as he crossed the streets safely when I called him. Happily behind the front door with our two bundles of love, I collapsed in a heap as they jumped all over me, snorting and showering me with kisses. I am so grateful they were alright.
I will be checking the fence, constantly, from this point on.