My real small dog, Kennedy, gave us a scare. A couple weeks ago he lost the use of his hind legs. He was in extreme pain. The vet diagnosed a herniated disc and assigned total bed rest. After two weeks, Kennedy is almost back to normal. He wags and plays again, but climbing even one step is an effort.
I hope to never go through a night like the one we did before he was diagnosed. Kennedy is so much a part of my heart. He is the inspiration for Small Dog (sort of). My felted dog and Kennedy don't look that much alike, especially since Kennedy is a spaniel and Small Dog is a schnauzer type. But when we adopted Kennedy, Andy kept calling him Small Dog and asking him why he was so small? Not that Kennedy is that small at 35 pounds, but if you are used to labs and retrievers then I guess a spaniel is small.
Small Dog, why are you so small?
Now that the holidays are over and the exhibit I curated, The Storymaker's Art, is also over, I have time! I have delicious, scrumptious time to draw and work on the felted Small Dog. Putting on an exhibit with 60 artworks is a lot of work. I promise to not do that again. I promise to give my all to Small Dog.
As you can see in the photo, Small Dog is "growing" fur. Each strand is hand stitched. I love the way it looks and he will be an awesome model for my story.