|An attempt to capture Andi|
Gray ink on cheap paper
He allowed that perhaps she was just hyper because we were in the vet's office. Again, we assured him that, no, she's like that pretty much all the time.
She's always been a tornado. From the day I brought her home and she refused to go into the cage but decided she preferred the front seat, riding shotgun. So you can only imagine the fun of trying to capture any part of her in a sketch. She's a blur!
I thought there might be a few moments of stillness at the vet's office in which I could capture a likeness. It was not to be. Not sure what dog I sketched, but it's not mine!
|Tucker on the floor|
Platinum Carbon Black Ink on scrap paper
How do they know?