Wolf was my best friends German Shepherd. About a year ago, he was diagnosed with Degenerative Meylopathy and was put in a cart. Then in October of last year, he took a turn for the worst, and his humans could bear it. They had him put to sleep to ease his pain.

I took a picture they had taken of him before he got DM and decided to paint him for them while my friend was out of school grieving. The day she came back, it was done and I gave it to her. She and her mother both cried when they saw it, and it's now hanging in their living room.

This Wolf is actually Wolf the Second. The first Wolf was my friends mothers dog when she was in high school.

Wolf the Third is now 9 weeks old, and already HUGE.

Thanks for coming back to them so fast this time Wolfy, they were a mess without you.