This was done in graphite and charcoal as a quick sketch, so this is not polished or finalized. Again, I was fighting the media, and having difficulty getting finer lines when I wanted them, so it’s not as detailed as I wanted, but I wasn’t trying to capture all of the details in this quick sketch, just the basics of the image.
This is a sketch of the time that my cousin Jan and I got into the dog food bin where Granddaddy kept Chatham dog food for his rabbit dogs (beagles). I had climbed all the way into the bin and was sitting on the dog food and eating it, and Jan stood there eating it, too. We were surprised at what this dog food tasted like, because it was full of grain, and not like we expected dog food to taste. At this point, Jan was just telling me that if Granddaddy caught us with me sitting in his dog food he was going to take a switch to us. And it was right at that moment that Granddaddy walked up behind us and started fussing. He had a funny way of fussing at us, that was about the only time that any of us girls ever heard his voice, by the way. And his way of scolding us sounded a bit like someone herding cattle, and not used to talking a lot.
We really thought he was going to chase us down and switch us, and we ran like crazy and tried to stay out of his way the rest of the day. I was scared to death but we both kept laughing like crazy, like it was a great adventure! I can only imagine, when he saw us, that the martians had landed!
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