Sneaking in a quick little post during a busy day for our art challenge prompt which was a choice between cats and dogs. Though I love cats, I’m allergic, so I’ve become what some call a “dog person.” For this prompt, I made a quick little 2 color sketch of a tiny Maltese dog. I’ve never personally owned one of these dogs, but have had friends who have owned them. They’re like little stuffed animals and so cute that they were the first type of dog to come to mind today. My own dog, Phineas, is smaller than many other breeds, but nothing one would consider pocket-sized. In fact, he just barely fits comfortably on a lap, tending to sprawl out and require a bit of extra bolstering with an arm. If he gets sleepy, he begins to melt a bit and go limp, magically doubling in size and growing quite heavy. But this doesn’t seem to be a fact that he has any awareness of whatsoever. And even if he is aware, it’s certainly of no concern to him. He’s quite confident his dads will endure whatever the process of taking care of him demands.
Recently our dishwasher was on the fritz and when the repairman arrived Phineas greeting him like he does all new house guests. With complete and uncompromising suspicion. I offered to put Phineas in a different room, but the repairman loved dogs and said that he was fine to stay. I’m quite sure that within a few minutes, this was a regretted decision. Laying on the floor with a flashlight, the repairman began to look for the problem. Phineas, however, was equally curious and began poking his head in to have a look at what the light was shining upon, blocking all ability for the guy to see clearly. I managed to get him to avoid helping in quite such a hands on fashion, but his next move was to sit on the legs of the repairman as though making sure he couldn’t leave until the job was completed properly. This is, after all, his house in his mind and he’s simply not comfortable unless everything is running smoothly.
In the end, the dishwasher didn’t so much get fixed as begin to mysteriously work properly again on its own. Judging from the smug expression of Phineas soon after, I could tell this was yet another thing he accepted full credit for accomplishing. We love to talk for him, adding an internal dialogue to his already abundant personality. And we’ve made up a story that he loves the show Paw Patrol and thinks it’s the only show on television with good actors, except, of course, for Scooby Doo. When we take him for car rides, he’s vigilant in patrolling everything that passes. Not with a “head outside the window and tongue flapping with joy” sense like most other dogs, but with his signature suspicion and, like Scooby, his intent determination to solve the next mystery. It’s all a fun fabrication, but it becomes a joyous game and almost real with every mannerism that Phineas exhibits next. And I for one, am always left smiling, wondering what on earth life would be like if it weren’t for tiny little dogs.
About the Doodlewash
Da Vinci Paint Co.: Terra Cotta and Cobalt Blue. Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with sepia ink in an A5 Hahnemühle Watercolour Book. Want to purchase a print of this doodlewash? Click Here!