Shiver me timbers!

I’m going to deviate today, and show some of my art.

Avast Ye, ye scurvy dog!

Avast Ye, ye scurvy dog!

Oh dear, he’s done it again.

Missed it by THAT much.

Ah, puppies. God’s little trick on the unprepared. I have to say that, although endearing, a puppy of ten weeks of age can be…rather difficult to manage. After coming home from a Hellboy 2 premiere at the theater that I work at, I took the dog out one last time, not picking it up and holding it, but letting it walk out the door on its own, me having left the house first. Once successfully outside, I took broad steps out to the front lawn–the broad steps counting five–and waited. The exuberant little devil followed me halfway, and decided the patio was far enough. Having heard the Get Smart trailer the other day, all I could think of was, Missed it by that much.