A stately specimen of canine elegance. Despite one missing leg, he navigates with grace and confidence.

A tribute to a special four-legged friend unable to walk. So, his owner Lloyd built a cart to house Guinness on his daily walks through Rowayton.

This handsome boy Walker was celebrating his first birthday!

This is one of my favorite paintings. It is large--48X60--and hangs in our dining room. Featured are my three girls, Biscuit, Chessie and Maggie. They are relaxing in the pool, surrounded by fire hydrants and pool toys. See My Bad Girls for more detail on this trio.

Chessie is painted here surrounded by sunflowers. She was my sunshine. In her mouth is one of her favorite toys--a duck, which produced a repeating duck noise when squeezed. Her favorite time to squeeze the toy was during one of my work conference calls. She was definitely CEO material.

Ah, don't get me started on Bailey. She is a wonderful small beagle with a very large attitude. She belongs to my daughter Betsy, but during Betsy's college and Prague years, Bailey spent a lot of time with Grandma. When she lived with me, she especially liked the top of the dining room table, where she could easily multi-task by watching chipmunks and eating leftovers simultaneously. She also loved to be chased around the house and yard just when I had a train to catch.

Meet Maya and Zoe, frequent diners at Brendan's. Maya lives with her owner in Rowayton and runs down for breakfast while her owner bikes. She sits patiently waiting for a nibble or two.

Maya is an Australian Shepherd with one blue and one brown eye.

Kiwi belonged to  friends in Gibson Island, MD before he went to heaven about a year or so ago. This painting was done as a wedding present for Terry and Gail last summer. Wyatt is their new furry family member, but no one can ever replace the memory of sweet Kiwi.

Where do I start? At one point we had three female dogs, Maggie a rescue Springer Spaniel, Biscuit a very large and not especially smart Springer Spaniel, and one of Biscuit's daughters--Chessie. Chessie's father was Gus, a yellow lab, and Biscuit, after a hot date with Gus, produced 10 all-black puppies. Go figure.

This painting depicts the three dogs with all the objects they consumed over the years--Mont Blanc pens, eye glasses, remote controls, shoes, toys, etc. The note reads:

Dear Stuart--  Sorry we ate your stuff. If you fed us more better real food, we'd behave. Maybe.

Thoughtfully, your girls

Miss Crockett is our pudle that we adopted from Adopt-A-Lab. Yes, you read that right. There is some confusion about her pedigree, but the rescuers thoughtfully narrowed it down when they noted that she is probably "some mix of dog and poodle." Crockett joined us the end of October 2012 and has been my constant companion ever since.

She is covered with ribbons and a small tag reading" All dressed up;
nowhere to go," hence the title, What's a Girl to Do?

The couple who commissioned this portrait wanted their black lab pictured on their sail boat, Tempest. The background is Darien, CT.

My Chessie Girl left us in 2010 at age 14. I still miss her today. She, like her Mom, had a fetish for shoes--usually the left one, and would leave the other hidden under a bed, in the yard or in the closet.

It took me almost a year to be able to memorialize her, but this portrait makes me feel a little better that it really was time for her to "go home" as they say in the South.

This painting was commissioned by a couple from backcountry Greenwich. They wanted their two Rottweilers posed sitting on a golf cart, with apple trees and cow statues in the background. You can't make this stuff up.

Two wonderful Jack Russell Terriers from Richmond, VA. They are actually cousins, belonging to John and Margaret Ferrell.

Abbot was a wonderful yellow lab belonging to my friends Nell and John Otto in Greenwich. Abbot is pictured here decked out in Fourth of July bunting. Under her paw is the wedding invitation for the Otto's daughter, Blair, since I did this as a wedding present for Blair and her new husband, Craig.

Grits Rawls was a Westy of significant note, belonging to Ma Lou and Waite Rawls. Grits spent most of the time on Park Avenue in NYC and on weekends in Cornwall, CT. Quite the cosmopolitan dog, with deep Southern roots.

Miss Daisy Toplyn is a Katrina rescue who lives and works in Harrison, NY with her parents Sherry and Joe and her brothers Andrew and Jeffery. She has an extensive sweater collection, and especially likes barking at squirrels, UPS drivers, and...everything really.

Miss Molly is the self-appointed queen of Crockett Street. She can be seen rapidly pacing back and forth in front of a short fence. If you stop to say "hi" she will immediately roll onto her back for a tummy rub.  She always has something to say about the goings-on in the neighborhood.

Alex belonged to the then CEO of Gucci. Hence the shoes and pocket book. The family loved to ski and play sports.

This was a commission, by a store called Dog Days, to hang behind their checkout counter.

Yes, I do paint cats. This was done for my niece, Rebecca from Baltimore  for her birthday. Sebastian is surrounded by items of meaning to Rebecca.

Can you imagine a dog named Milkshake? Leave to my friend Kit Dale in Baltimore! Milkshake, a Bichon, is pictured making both a milkshake and a mess. The background reads: Forget Milkbones, Gimme a Milkshake.