In Memoriam, Taco the Pug

My picture of Taco the Pug is the last image I’ll be painting. I’m dedicating my second book to his memory. I had a devil of a time capturing his likeness, but this is as close to realistic and I’m capable of. I’ll color this sketch tomorrow.

He was a handsome pug with a demonic obsession with food. For most of his life, dinner time was always preceded with a mad dash to the kitchen, with squealing, whining, and howling with every meal. I believe that his first owners didn’t feed him regularly and he was simply traumatized by random states of starvation. Over the years he calmed down as we fed him on a fixed schedule. What a guy! I miss his antics. He was the most amusing guy I’ve ever known. Fabulous!