One more thing.
Little Buster, above, is going home in the morning.
He's my daughter Alicia's dog.
He's been a fine studio mate for the past week or so.
It's nice to be around a dog whose heart is full of art.
He and Frankie fought over the "good" bed (for some reason they prefer one over the other) and Lucy, my almost-10-year-old hot dog, pouted on the floor next to my chair. She loves Buster but she hates him.
This is Buster in my studio chair, where he would park himself every time I would get up to do something.
I think that dog has some dominance issues. But I adore him!