The Tale Behind The Portrait
A year later and I’m back at my favourite dog park in L.A again.This time I get there before anyone else arrives, so I hang out and wait.
Then Hank the bulldog rocks up, I’m 99% sure if he could of talked to me he’d of said,‘Psssssst…hey you lady, can you let us in pwetty pwease?! We want to come in and play! Pwease, pwease, pweasssse.’