Sweet Gracey was our chocolab. She died of bone cancer at Christmas 3 years ago. She was a rescue and had, as they say, issues. During the five years that she lived with us, she gifted me with patience and a more profound understanding of dogdom than I thought possible. She also led us to our next rescue, Garrett the Great, a dog of such excellent disposition, smarts and humor, he was clearly meant as a reward.
During the last year of her life,
she snoozed behind me in the studio while I painted this.