Makes Me Happy


I have a random (rather large) painting of a dog in my den/library/room-we-don't-know-what-to-call...... She's a little wonky.... One leg doesn't seem attached in the right place exactly. Her perspective isn't quite right. But I love her. She was a gift from my brazen daughter-in-law who talked the antique/junk store owner down to $15. Sometimes when new friends come to the house they will ask about her, if she is a beloved pet, etc. I like to make up silly stories about her like she was my grandmother's dog who dug granny out of a snowbank after an avalanche thus saving her life as a child and ensuring my future existence. Eventually I do tell the truth - she's just a random painting that makes me happy. Some people get it and some don't. I have a giraffe painting that a friend gave me that is kind of the same. He was taken down when we did some painting and redoing a couple of years ago. I think he's in the attic now. I'll have to get him out and find a home for him again. Hubs will be thrilled! :-P