Dear Mom and Dad
Um, excuse me, for being so blunt, but I have several questions regarding your process for how you decide to spend your time. I am totally confused as to why I must keep begging for lap time around here. I mean, really, look at these eyes. Are they not big enough for you? Are my ears not soft enough for you to get lost in? Or have I not yet mastered the neck hug?
And while I am at it, why don’t you never lick me back?
Seriously, I don’t mean to sound so ungrateful. It’s the opposite. I am just trying to tell you how much I love you guys. Cuddling with you is the bomb. Staring into your eyes is all I can think of. Thank you for finding me. And for giving me my best life ever.
Love,
Pickles
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About the piece: An image of Pickles is transferred onto a birch panel. The boundaries of her fur melt into blues and grays. Lines are drawn with a vanishing point at the heart spot meant to channel her radiating, loving spirit.