This white fluffball of an animal is related to a other foxes, wolves, and dogs. One thing an Arctic fox can do that its other relatives can’t is change the color of its fur depending on the season.
Naturally, they have thick white fur in the winter months, but other times of the year Arctic foxes have brown or grey coats. Their winter fur is the warmest pelt of any animal found in the Arctic, enduring temperatures as low as -70 degrees centigrade, or -94 degrees Fahrenheit. I cant even imagine . . . brr!
This is Matty, and actually I’ve never met him, so we are meeting him together. He’s been gone a long time, but his owners, some friends of ours, asked me to paint him. He certainly seemed to have a lot of personality, and he certainly needed some orthodonture 🙂
They were very happy with the outcome which made me very happy, too!
This is Sadie, a rescue that belongs to my daughter-in-law and son, which makes her my granddog 🙂
Sadie’s bark is much bigger than her bite, and although she is a large-sized pooch, she thinks she is a lap dog and loves to cuddle. I enjoyed the challenge of painting her lighter fur colors and hope Maura was happy with Sadie’s portrait for her birthday gift. Happy birthday, Maura! ❤
This sweet little dog is named Chewie, and even though he is a bit older, he still has lot of spunk. He loves long walks on a sunny day and any food that is dropped on the floor.
When I presented this painting to his owners, I found out that recently Chewie had been to the dentist and had many of his teeth pulled, so I’m happy I was able to capture his toothy grin before that dentist appointment! Have a great weekend!
This is Winji, our faithful furry friend. If you follow any of my other social media platforms, you know that we said goodbye to her a few days ago after 16 years of unconditional love, snuggles, adventures, and silliness. It’s difficult to get used to how quiet our house is now, and I miss how she kissed my ear when I returned home, how she kissed the back of our hands when we fed her, and mostly how she loved cuddling in the recliner. How could a 12-pound pompaoo contain so much love?
My daughter and I plan to make a scrapbook with many photos and written memories of Winji’s antics. In the meantime, I painted this picture for my daughter in an effort to capture Winji’s joy that spilled over into our hearts, which are now broken, but which I know will heal with time. Some folks do not understand how pet owners grieve after the loss of a beloved companion, but I’m grateful for those who do and have expressed their condolences.