My mom got a dog named Toby the year I left for college. He was a sweet (if somewhat dopey) and handsome golden lab with a great heart and a protective streak. He shed hair all over the house, was scared of storms, and occasionally drooled. When he died earlier this year my mom was devestated. She asked me to create a piece of art for her of Toby for Christmas. I don't think I realized how much I missed him until I went home for Thanksgiving and he wasn't there to greet me or until I started doing some prepatory sketches for the piece. This is the first.
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