As most of you know, I lost my Brit, Tripper to lymes disease a few months ago. My parents just completed their annual migration North from Florida and my mother had a surprise for us. She, like everyone who ever met him, was very fond of Trip and thought of him as family. She took up painting last year (she was always a very talented sketch artist, a trait my sister also possesses. Me, not so much) so she painted this picture of him. She had several photos to choose from and picked this one because she said although he was a member of the family, he was born to hunt birds. I think she recognized that special bond I had with him. I can't look at this without welling up. Just thought I'd share it with you.
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