Rainy day dogs.

Do you have a dog that prefers to be carried rather than walk when the weather’s not to his or her liking?

Today is such a day. It’s raining. Phyllis is curled up on the couch and snoring peacefully. If I told her it was time for her walk, she’d look at me like I just asked her to write a poem about Brussels sprouts. Then she’d slouch back into her pillows and I’d have to get her harness on while she pretended to sleep…

I would like to take this rainy day as an opportunity to show some sketches and paintings I did of the dogs in my life. After all, I have them to thank for my daily walks in the woods — ultimately, for starting this project (they didn’t actually tell me to start a blog, I’m not quite “there” yet).

Quick sketch before the doorbell rings!
Phyllis sleeping (and snoring!) on the sofa.
The many sleeping poses of Phyllis.

I couldn’t write this post without mentioning and showing a few sketches of Squeak. He was my dear sweet terrier mix who sadly passed away almost four years ago. I miss him every day.

Squeak curled up on a beach towel.
Here I wasn’t sketching fast enough.
Ink pen sketch of Squeak. He was one of a kind.
Quick ink pen sketch of a very tired pooch.
Squeak and Wilma, one of his gal pals.
This is one of the first paintings in postcard format I did of Phyllis.

If you have a pet, try sketching it. You’ll find that, sometimes, sketches make better memories than photographs or videos.


      1. Laureen, Hi!

        I meant to tell you that I enjoyed all your sketches (above), especially the little cutie curled up on the sofa. And yes, I’ll post my sketch assuming it is presentable. ha! For the past month (or more), I’ve neglected my artwork because, well, life happened (as it does). However, my plan is to begin again this week and sketching my dog will be a good incentive.

        Thanks for sharing all your works with us.

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  1. Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed them. Yes, life happens. Sometimes it would be fun living like a Jane Austen character: painting, playing the piano or choosing new ribbons for our hats (minus the social expectations of the 19th century).

    Good luck with your papillon sketches. I’m looking forward to seeing them.


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