worked for a sculptor once upon a time. you know, he had a pit bull that loved to play fetch. I took care of the dog one weekend when the sculptor went away. nothing horrible happened. he got rid of the dog when his little son came to visit. of course the son was such a genius. never heard what prompted the decision to get rid of the dog. this painting used to be ovid but I was never that thrilled with the painting (46" x 46").