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Botti, I can see why you'd enjoy that portrait where do you have it?
When I was a little girl we had my mom was good friends with our next-door neighbor. It was the neighbor, neighbor's husband and neighbor's mother that we were all friendly with, really. A few Summer in a row, that neighbor had some of her out-state-friends come up from Texas and they brought their little Toy Poodle, Toby, with them. I was quite fond of him and would spend many hours sitting in the shade of our yard with him on my lap. I also played ball with him. Sometimes I pet-sat for him for a few hours in the day if the whole group of them were gone.
Other times the the friends would take their little Poodle and plop him in a backpack and walk up to the mall that was a few blocks from where we all lived, and I'd go with them. Or I'd sit and watch the man who was one of the owners, groom him each morning on their little patio table.
I really looked forward to those Summers because Toby became almost "my dog" for a time. I didn't live with dogs as a kid but I made sure to find dogs to spend time with.
On the living room wall, which also has hanging shelves with my other Poodle items. Along with the photos of the grandchildren! :P