Tuesday, July 12, 2016

July 12, Mozart

I love this story about this dog!  And I had a great time playing with all those whites in his fur~

We adopted Mozart at six months of age after he became too big and powerful for his owner. He was our first child. 
He loved to chase squirrels, bat a ball back and forth on the lower level of our coffee table (coffee table ball), chew on racquetballs and make them squeak between his teeth, and play in the snow. He would always revert back to his happy gangly self whenever he got into water.
Once we were walking in an underground parking ramp and he accidentally stepped in a giant puddle of leaked car oil, slipped and did a belly slide. We used a whole bottle of Dawn getting his coat clean.
Mozart developed Cushings because of a pituitary tumor and died in early 2007. About that time we discovered we were pregnant with our first son Horace who we often say has been reincarnated because the two of them share so many personality traits.

8x8 acrylic on wood, sold!

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