I wanted a dog for Christmas when I was eight-years-old. I found new underwear, bathrobe, dress and a wooden, frog bank under the tree. No dog. I wanted, hoped and prayed for a dog for years. My parents weren't dog people we had a cat, a wonderful, wacky Siamese, named Wing Wang...yeah make some jokes about that.
For my birthday, my 60th birthday a little black and white puppy came into my life. Ernest, Sir Ernest Shackleton the Second, has been the best gift I've ever received. I love this funny ball of energy. He has two speeds zoom and sleep. This is him begging for more cottage cheese -- that's a curd above his brown eye.
I love Ernest, Ernest loves me and cottage cheese.
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Ernest, 5x7 inches, pastel on paper. |
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