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Doggust 2022 - #20, Blue's Clues
September 8th, 1996. Litter.
Steve Burns was colorblind, and he never admitted it to anybody. He had learned about how bizarre his color vision was when he'd been four and another boy had reduced him to tears by mocking Steve's decision to name his red teddy bear "Blue." From that point forward, Steve was too ashamed of his disability to acknowledge it.
Besides that, his life was normal and rewarding. He was a part-time children's music composer, and a full-time foster parent to homeless puppies. His latest litter was a puny piecemeal pack of unrelated orphans. All three of the dogs had become total daddy's girls, and this had Steve worried; he'd promised himself years ago that he wouldn't foster fail, but he was concerned he wouldn't be able to say no to keeping at least one particular pup from this group.
Blue had been rescued from a neglect situation involving a very sweet but severely ill older woman with Alzheimer's. The puppy hadn't yet been weened, but her mother had passed away several days before her litters' situation had been realized. Steve was always the first on call for orphans that would need bottle feeding, so of course she'd ended up being placed with him. He had hoped that he'd be able to take care of all three puppies from that litter, but Blue's siblings hadn't made it through their first night in the shelter.
"This little girl right here," Barbara had said as she'd given Blue to him, "was called Red. But I know it'll only be a matter of time before you change that."
The memory from all those years back gave Steve a shiver. He remembered what it'd said on the puppy's chart - mixed breed, female, red merle? - and he was choosing to ignore it. He thanked Barb and took the little pooch back to his car.
Before he pulled out of the shelter parking lot, Steve looked across his neon green car seats, smiling at the little, fuzzy, cyan lump in the seat beside him. He smiled as he watched her wriggle around in the deep purple and shimmering bronze blanket he decided would be hers. Her large, wet eyes shone brightly at him.
"Let's go home, Blue."
Concept art training. AI generated imagery + photobashing + 3D modeling + digital painting. yeah yeah im late whatever its fine its literally fiNE
Steve Burns was colorblind, and he never admitted it to anybody. He had learned about how bizarre his color vision was when he'd been four and another boy had reduced him to tears by mocking Steve's decision to name his red teddy bear "Blue." From that point forward, Steve was too ashamed of his disability to acknowledge it.
Besides that, his life was normal and rewarding. He was a part-time children's music composer, and a full-time foster parent to homeless puppies. His latest litter was a puny piecemeal pack of unrelated orphans. All three of the dogs had become total daddy's girls, and this had Steve worried; he'd promised himself years ago that he wouldn't foster fail, but he was concerned he wouldn't be able to say no to keeping at least one particular pup from this group.
Blue had been rescued from a neglect situation involving a very sweet but severely ill older woman with Alzheimer's. The puppy hadn't yet been weened, but her mother had passed away several days before her litters' situation had been realized. Steve was always the first on call for orphans that would need bottle feeding, so of course she'd ended up being placed with him. He had hoped that he'd be able to take care of all three puppies from that litter, but Blue's siblings hadn't made it through their first night in the shelter.
"This little girl right here," Barbara had said as she'd given Blue to him, "was called Red. But I know it'll only be a matter of time before you change that."
The memory from all those years back gave Steve a shiver. He remembered what it'd said on the puppy's chart - mixed breed, female, red merle? - and he was choosing to ignore it. He thanked Barb and took the little pooch back to his car.
Before he pulled out of the shelter parking lot, Steve looked across his neon green car seats, smiling at the little, fuzzy, cyan lump in the seat beside him. He smiled as he watched her wriggle around in the deep purple and shimmering bronze blanket he decided would be hers. Her large, wet eyes shone brightly at him.
"Let's go home, Blue."
Concept art training. AI generated imagery + photobashing + 3D modeling + digital painting. yeah yeah im late whatever its fine its literally fiNE
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Dog (Other)
Size 1280 x 838px
File Size 308.3 kB
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