10" x 8"
oil on canvas
"He was named Copper as a pup because of the copper markings on his face. He was 10 when he passed over the rainbow bridge and by then a lot of the copper color was white.
When he was 7, he was bitten by a copper head, but survived. The bite weakened his heart and he lasted three years after.
He was a fearless little man who knew what I meant when I asked for a kiss. He would look up and offer me his cheek. His fur was as soft as rabbit. I miss him."