"What can I say?????
Ya captured his beady little look perfectly!!!! ( I like the blue-ish background too!)
My wife loved it, says you did an incredible job........as always."
Acrylic on canvas
11 inches wide x 14 inches high
On 15-Nov-08, at 9:13 PM, GerrySki wrote:
"Feet and Arthur are not doing well, both are very much aged and both are losing a lot of weight quickly. I'm hoping both last until Christmas for Dawn. Your paintings of them are very special now!!"
On 20-Nov-08, at 1:45 AM, GerrySki wrote:
"Feet passed away today, found him when I came home from work 2 hours later. We will miss him, Dawn took it really hard."
On 20-Nov-08, at 8:03 PM, GerrySki wrote:
"We never knew his birthdate, showed up at our door one day as a stray and we knew right away he was coming in! In 1997, the vet said about 4, so that made him about 15 when he passed.
It's been a long day for both of us. With the exception for Bumpers, it was the longest ride to the Pet Cemetery I had. Thinking of my Uncle Wally the way out there whom told me Men must be strong and it is only OK for weak women and children to cry so I strained to preserve my manhood.
Feet was unique and used to piss me off!
1) He would climb in the Christmas tree and topple it over until I got smart one year and installed fishing line to the wall to secure it.
2) As I would walk in the hallway, he would run next to me, stop in front of me where I would almost trip over him. I landed on my ass twice with this little stunt of his.
3) Cooking food was a joke, up on the kitchen counter and he would try to eat everything. He would steal raw meat VERY QUICK!!
4) What I miss the most, he would sit on the top of Dawn's chair, and if I stood by it he would get up on his hind legs and extend his paw and tap me!!
Oreo, aka "Feet", (Louie's dad)