An ode to my dogs

Tiny little dog hairs

You end up in my paint

In my water bucket and my brush

My art pieces you do taint

Teeny tiny dog hairs

Oh yes I must confide

When you wind up in my coffee

It’s this I can’t abide

Oh my dear sweet puppies

I love you, it is true,

But if this dog hair stuff continues

I’ll have to shave you.

7 responses to “An ode to my dogs”

  1. They are very cute, hairy doggies.

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    1. They are. I just need a hermetically sealed room to work in.

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      1. Hermetically sealed studio with airlock doors. Let’s see what we can do.

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      2. 😂 the dogs would find a way in.

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      3. That’s true. I am sure hairs would even if the doggies couldn’t. The dogs are very clever at finding their way into all sorts of places they shouldn’t.

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      4. Wherever mommy is.

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      5. Absolutely. They would scale mountains, swim the wide oceans, fight mail delivery people… just to get to mommy.

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I’m Ionia, the creator of this art blog. I love seeing the work of other artists and being part of the art community. I am a watercolor artist primarily, but dabble in other mediums. Thanks for visiting!