I just want to thank everyone for being so lovely while I've been dealing with the grief of losing my senior citizen pups. I feel the faint stirrings of my muse again so hopefully I'll be back to art very soon. To the few commissioners I have who's work was put on hold while I dealt with this, thank you and thank you again for your patience and understanding, being able to briefly put aside art stress while I dealt with the loss has helped so much.

It's still weird and painful to wake up and automatically glance over to the dog bed and then realise they aren't there. It's still too quiet without them shadowing me around the house and yard. I was adamant that after the decade of dealing with Sooty's anxiety problems I wouldn't have dogs again but I find myself wavering. I know better than to make any decisions on the tail of loss, but I don't think I'm as steadfastly against it as I thought and everyone I talk to is quick to tell me "most dogs aren't like that" and urge me to reconsider. Well, maybe...