Earlier this week I shared a scene from Lighter Than My Shadow that didn’t quite make it into the book. It featured my family’s dog, George, doing one of the things dogs do best. It got me thinking about him, remembering him fondly, and then I remembered this painting of him I made recently but hadn’t shared. Here he is in his favourite environment: my aunt’s vegetable garden, with a tennis ball in his mouth (which he must have just found, because if he’d had it a moment longer it would have been shredded and destroyed!).