January 11, 2005
portrait of the artist's dog as a young pup
Words continue to fail me.
Happily I can click a mouse button like nobody's business and have no need for words here!
Today's portrait is of Sprocket.
She wanted to comment.
they say i am a little piggie or sometimes i am a bread or a brick but i am brown not pink and they should know theres a dog jumping on a pig he wants to jump over but he ate pig ears and is fat now like me when i eat pig ears but they never give me ears so i am dying and its sad and i cry but i never cry tears because i save them for making stew i drink stew with the tiny monkey in the woods he puts stew by my teeth and i pull stew with my inner wind through my teeth the ones that stick out so that i dont get too hot in my mouth
And with no further puppy commentary, here's Sprocket's portrait.
