I heard someone say Christmas was three weeks away and my first thought was, “Ha! Wrong! It’s at least a month and a half away!” and then I looked at the calendar and admitted “Blergh, no, argh, yes.” My interior monologue quickly devolves in the throes of panic.

The year is winding down and so is the big project that I’ve been working on during that time. I have a bit of room in the schedule, so opened up two slots for pet portraits. I grew up in a home with a dog, cat, parakeets, lizards and several fish tanks. We had gerbils, mice and hermit crabs for a stint, too. And briefly we had a monarch, that had been rescued, badly damaged, floating in the waves one Thanksgiving weekend.* In short, I like pets and I like drawing them. So if your iguana/chihuahua/ferret/what-have-you is in need of a portrait and you have any questions, feel free to drop me a line and I’m happy to help.

*The monarch lasted about a month, perched on the Christmas tree and eating sugar water. He also survived a 15 hour car ride in the back seat with my sisters and I.