Most, if not all, of you have probably seen this on the far-too-modest and very talented Kate‘s Facebook page, but in case you haven’t, she’s been doing these wonderful Cardigan sculptures, and Magnum served as her first model:
I love how she is able to capture the nuances of personality. That’s Magnum’s patented “ready to woo-woo and spring into action” look — lips pursed, ears at attention, and giving the ‘Manson lamps’. If you’ve met Magnum and seen him in action, chances are you’ve seen this look.
Once Kate posted this photo, some other folks expressed interest in having her sculpt their dogs. Here’s her first commissioned piece:
And her second, which is as yet unpainted:
Ella, ever jealous of other dogs absorbing Kate’s attention, even if they are made of clay, demanded her own homage, also as yet unpainted:
Trust me, if you’ve met Ella, the resemblance is UNCANNY, even without the paint.
I am so tickled and impressed to watch these little clay dogs taking shape. The whole process is kind of a wondrous wee mystery to me, because I have, like, Z-E-R-O artistic talent or ability myself. I can stitch and follow a cross-stitch pattern, but when it comes to taking paper or clay and forming it into something, nada. Seriously, I need a ruler to draw a stick-person. And if I were trying to sculpt a dog, it would end up looking pretty much like this:
So, yeah. I’m wicked impressed!
I’m waiting for some enterprising Trophy Chairman to pounce on Kate for the possibility of Specialty trophies. She did say that she’s willing to do other breeds besides Cardigans, too.
I’m just hoping the requests hold off until Ian, Elli and Whiskey find their way into clay!
After being cute and charming at my house for a week, Eva went home with Sarah on Sunday, hopefully with some proto-puppies on board. And now we wait. Why is it we can put men in orbit around the Earth, but can’t come up with an accurate EPT for dogs?
Assuming one or more of the AIs took, Eva should have babies end of April/first of May. If there are puppy buyers looking for blacks or blues, be sure to contact Sarah. I believe she may have one or two pet-puppy spaces open on her list, if she hasn’t gotten more since we talked. I did try to impress upon Magnum that we’d really like to see a lot of blue girls, but he’s a boy. He doesn’t always listen so well.
Hey, speaking of Magnum, did y’all know that sometimes as a result of breeding or of collecting a male for an AI, some of the blood vessels in the penis can rupture, leading to days of occasional blood drippage? I didn’t! But apparently that’s the case. No fever, pus-like discharge, or any other indication of infection. And Magnum acts completely like himself, running around and ready for fun. In fact, his reaction was pretty much nil. Mine, on the other hand, went something like this:
OMG MY DOG’S PENIS IS BLEEEEEEEDING!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG WTF?!!!!!!!! ACKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The IMs I sent out seeking counsel on this issue were a little less panicked-sounding, as were the assurances I gave my mother (who had Magnum at her house by then), but I assure you, that’s basically what was going on on the inside. I’ve since been assured that it is not unheard of and is not that big a deal, just watch for any signs of brewing infection etc., so I’ve relaxed a bit, but DAMN.
Dog breeding. Isn’t it romantic?