Dog Angels, Paintings for Pet Loss

Hello!  I just wanted to share with you a new idea I have been trying for friends that have lost their pets.  I have taken a picture of their pet as a reference and painted them with wings and paired them with angels.  I do this so that it is a reminder to the owner that their pet is in a better place.

When I lost my dog, Max, I went searching for that perfect gift out in the stores to bring back home with me something that would comfort me or know that Max was in heaven, but I never really found anything.  There were a lot of rainbow bridges plaques and doggie ornaments with wings and halo, but it wasn’t my Max. I settled for a miniature pinscher ornament and shelf sitter, but still felt untouched.  I would have loved a painting  of my own Dog with an angel in the heavens!

And so, when my friends lost their dogs, I painted their images and made it look like they were welcomed to their “new home” in heaven and they would be safe and waiting for them when it was time.  Just seeing their faces when I gave them the paintings was enough. It was the best feeling.  I hope you like these two paintings, one is in watercolors and the other in pastels.  Both are inspiring.  If you are interested in having one done for you or someone you know, please e-mail me at mcprop@cox.net, and we can discuss it further.  Thanks and have a good day!

angel with Max, a golden Lab in Pastels

angel with Max, a golden Lab in Pastels

angel with Lucky, a springer spaniel in watercolors

angel with Lucky, a springer spaniel in watercolors

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New Pastel Drawing “Angel Kiss”

Here is the newest addition to my ever-changing portfolio.  This is a picture that was inspired from an old picture taken of my daughter when she was little kissing little sister Kelsey on the head.  Every time I looked at the picture, all I could picture was an angel kissing baby Jesus, and I finally drew it.  Hope you like it!

The Original Photo

The Painting “Angel Kiss”

Keeping Watch

There is a cemetery down the road from my house.  It’s not like the one that sits across the railroad tracks behind my house that I can see.  This one has more statues of angels that you can see from the road as you pass by.  It  always bothered me that I could never really stop long enough to study the faces or the poses of the stone angels keeping watch.  I kept telling myself I was going to go there one day and just take pictures of the solemn statues, that even though are haunting, look somewhat beautiful and even peaceful.  And so one cloudy day, I did just that.  My daughter came with me and drove me around that cemetery and stopped when I needed her to, to take just the right photo.  Here are those photos. See if you don’t get the same feeling, that they are beautiful, but haunting as well.

In Deep Thought

 

I'll Watch Over You

For The Babies

 

Grieving

 

Mother and Child

 

Beautiful Angel 1

 

Beautiful Angel 2

 

I am so glad I decided to finally take these photos.  Just beautiful.

 

 

 

Goodbye Max

Max being cute

Max with my daughter Caitlin

Ready for Fall

Waiting

Loved to be held

Waiting...again. Is it for me?

This is probably the hardest post I will ever write.  My dog Max, our min- pin of 11 years, had to be put down Wednesday from complications from diabetes.  He was a tough guy, and looked like he had 9 lives, always coming back from a set back.  He was tired.

We knew it was time and he let us hug him endlessly before he was put down.  That part was just so hard. I can’t get it out of my mind.  He just lay there on the vet table with his head between his paws as if to say, “I’m ready”…but we weren’t.

Enough of that.  He was a great, smart dog and if I were ever to get another, it would be another min-pin, most definitely.  He was part clown, I’m sure.  They told us when we got him he would not be a lap dog…wrong!  He loved being held. He had energy I would kill for!  And as far as a watch dog…the best!  We will never forget him.  He was my first pet that I ever picked out, and I trained him myself.  He was easy at that too!

Anyway, the part that hits me the most, now, is the quiet.   I can’t get used to it.  I keep expecting him to pounce on me while I lay sleeping on the couch, to tell me to take him out and put him into the basement where his bed was. The quiet is what is killing me the most.  When the postman comes, and the Chem Lawn guy comes, and we come home from jobs and school…the quiet gets you!

His dish is still sitting on the floor, and something is holding me back from putting it away. Am I crazy!  I try telling myself that he’s better off and without pain and in a better place, but I want him with me!  I will try to be less selfish, and I have to go on, but Max..we love you always!  You were the best and you won’t be forgotten, ever.  Until we meet again…<3

Here is a video for “Rainbow Bridge”

Please watch.. and have a tissue ready.:(

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Grandma’s House…It’s Heaven!/ A Poem

 

The front of Grandma's House

Well, I never made it for Thursday’s Poet Rally , but I’m posting this anyway.

This was a poem I wrote for My Mother-In-Law’s birthday a very long while ago.  We all had to write a poem about what made her so special to us.  I just thought about what my kids would have written if they had to do this, so it was from a child’s point of view.  As you read ,  you’ll see there are many reasons why she was, and still is, so special. Even though she has changed her address (not 57 Don anymore),and has slowed down her pace a little bit, she still holds her own.  Everyone still likes to go visit Grandma’s House!

Here Goes:

             Grandma’s House…It’s Heaven!

*Someone once asked me if I believed there’s a heaven.

I replied that I did, “It’s at Don, 57!”

That’s the street and the house where my grandmother stays,

where she sews and she bakes and weaves love through her days.

And what would you find at my grandmother’s house?

Well, I’ll just name a few:

First, there’s that huge pool out back and Papa’s barbecue!

Then there’s the deck where we dry off and snack, we can’t forget that, too!

There’s a large playroom down cellar and a swing set outside!

In the garage, there’s a go-kart, where we take turns for a ride.

And Grandma’s kitchen holds smells of all her baking and cooking,

but it seems she must do this when no one is looking!

There’s always chocolate chip cookies and brownies, homemade!

Drinks of coffee milk, soda and iced lemonade!

There’s roast turkey and pork chops, hot dogs and fries,

ice cream and cakes, assorted pudding and pies!

Even Dad’s never seen a steak THAT size!

For snacks, she keeps a great, big shelf , and I always want to help  myself!

There’s gumdrops and chocolate bars, potato chips, too!

Corn curls and lollipops and gum to chew!

You can even take some home with you!

You’ll see fancy quilts and cloth dolls, and Grandma’s sewn every stitch!

If she sold all her treasures, I’m sure she’d be rich!

There’s plush chairs and pretty towels, lots of linen and lace…

“Hey, isn’t that chocolate on Kelsey’s face?”

There’s magazines, newspapers and books Grandma’s read.

Plenty of band-aids for boo-boos and kind words said.

Then holidays are always great, as Grandma loves to decorate.

She puts colored eggs out for Easter, and leaves out for Fall.

At Christmas, there’s gold-ribboned  wreaths on the wall.

I just don’t know how she does it all!

Now, there’s a roast in the oven and turkey soup in the pot.

Take a plate, stand in line, while supper’s still hot!

Grab a chair, sit on down, relax, take it slow.

Because at Grandma’s, it’s heaven on earth, don’t you know!

                            The End 

Now after reading this, it sounds like it would make a great children’s picture book!  I think I may just try this!

Hope you liked it, and I bet it sounded like a Grandma you know, too! 🙂