Seeing so many animal lovers here, I thought I would present this drawing I did of Suzanne, the love of my life. An interesting anecdote about a dog's loyalty to her friend: some years ago, my late brother (who had a problem with anger management) got into an argument with me, verging on violence. Walls were punched, tables banged on, and so forth, the anger being directed at me. Suzie was getting up there in age, and I think would have attacked him if she weren't so old. A few hours later, after my brother calmed down, he came up from his basement accomedations to complain about something. We went downstairs to the basement and looked at his room.The room looked like a bomb hit it. Bedclothes were scattered, torn off his bed, his clothes pulled down from shelves, items tossed about. And there was Suzie, grinning her dog grin, as if to ask, "Who, me?" To get even with my brother's mistreatment of me, she rearranged his room. I will remember that incident to my deathbed.
