Friday, March 8, 2013

Farewell

I'm feeling a tad guilty (pun intended). After saying some less-than-flattering things about the tadpole, he's gone and died. And on the twins' birthday, no less. In order to redeem myself, I've done a portrait. Poor Jack. RIP.



No watery grave for this fishy-reptile. The girls are insisting on a burial. Did I mention we have 8 inches of new snow?


This portrait was rejected, it being in poor taste and all.


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