Pretty Girl

Jazzmin would pose and puff out her chest when you called her "pretty girl". This is something we called her pretty often. What a classy dog! Now more than 6 months later the farm is overrun with chipmunks, deer, raccoons and all kinds of birds. Jazzmin wouldn't have tolerated it at all. She is missed.

Oils on acrylic tinted canvas - medium burnt sienna. 30 x 20