Once in a while my Jessie -a 50 pound Airedale- thinks she’s a lap dog. Just the other night, while the snow was falling once again…. and in spite of the fact that we stop grooming our dogs sometime in the Fall to let their fur grow into a thick winter coat, she must have liked the idea of cuddling up on the down throw I had put over me on the lounge chair. She jumped up for a warm addition to her coat.
As I was stroking her, I noticed how deeply my fingers were penetrating her thick curly fur, and I began wondering why I had never sculpted an Airedale Woolie in full coat before. It looked so luxurious! Maybe it’s because I don’t have curly wool in the rusty color I usually use!